Quiet is the house
Quiet as a mouse
Do not wake it
Let’s be quiet
Tip toe
To the kitchen
Let’s grab a snack
A bottle of wine
Out to the lake
Down the path
To the Okanogan chairs
On a cool Muskoka night
Berry stained lips
Kissed under the stars
Arms wrapped themselves
Under the cashmere cable knit
Under the silk robe
My heart beat wilder than a bunny
You ****** the air out of my mouth and held it for a while, like a drag of a joint
You exhaled and reached and caught the air seconds later
You opened your palm to me
Our berry stained lips found each other once again in the darkness of the night
Oct 17, 2025
Oct 17, 2025 at 8:03 PM UTC