Kissing Under The Moon

 Kissing Under The Moon 

I remember the last time 

It was ten after noon

The hour of the moon 

Of sweet love without dime

I took her by the hand

And there were three stars in the sky

The moon the spy over land

Watched as we embraced

Her heart thumped against her chest

And I could feel her warmth beam

From her heaving breasts 

They bulged firmly and my body was steam 

I held on tight

As she sucked the soul off me

That was right!

The reason we closed our eyes

I could hear her whimper 

I believe I had groped through her heart

And she was feeling sweet-hurt

The moon went dimmer 

We kissed under the moon

And its gloom bears witness 

For sweetness has no treatment 

_TimmyPoet _