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The Moon Shone Through Her Window
That night,
she nestled her head like
the sliver of moonlight's glow
on my shoulder.
As I basked in the warmth
of the sun,
I pulled her against me.
My lust rose like silver mercury
in a thermometer.
Maneuvering magical motions
in shadows,
the full moon left its
light on the floor.
On wool-woven horses,
we rolled as though in a spell.
The night slipped away
without our ever noticing.
she nestled her head like
the sliver of moonlight's glow
on my shoulder.
As I basked in the warmth
of the sun,
I pulled her against me.
My lust rose like silver mercury
in a thermometer.
Maneuvering magical motions
in shadows,
the full moon left its
light on the floor.
On wool-woven horses,
we rolled as though in a spell.
The night slipped away
without our ever noticing.
Published 10th Jun 2024
| Edited 9th Nov 2024
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