by billgncs

Sometimes, I cannot sleep.
I close my eyes and imagine you
bathed only in moonlight.

My hand caresses you
from cheek to breast to thigh
as you come into my arms.

Sometimes, there is no need for sleep,
Just the moonlight, and you.

4 Comments to “moonlight”

  1. In such few words, you convey such beauty….every time I see you have posted something, I will rush over to read….I love your bold passion….makes my skin tingle….very good writing, my friend….

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