The Horny Yule Moon

One wild
And starry, starry, night
Above my head
Where i lay
Within my lying bed
With curtains
And legs
All askew
The moon
Cast its shadows
Of a different hue
As hormone levels
Like the tides
Ebbed, and flowed
My stargazy eyes
Glistened
With anticipation
Beneath the pulsing moon
Aroused curiosities
That all to soon
I was floating
And drifting
Into the night sky
Now, no longer
Feeling shy
As moistened memories
Awakened my soul
I needed not
To cajole, my whole
As i drifted off
To a special place
Revealed only
By the look of ecstacy
Upon my face

by Jemia