Your nickname should be irises
Because I can't stop looking at them
**** those eyes
Tracing the outline on my face
Laying here
On this lucky Bed
God stopped time
Because he wants to see this
Just you and me
Under the moonlight’s love
The look on your eyes
Makes me drawn to your eyes
Our lips hug
Passing secrets about love and passion
Right now
Here with the moon
Casting its spell on us
Telling us to just keep kissing
Because time has stop
Baby we don't need watches
Watching our every moment.
Trying to catch that next moment.
That moment is here
Right now
Under the moonlight
I see your goose bumps
Parading on your body
All you need me to do
is to kiss them all.
I start on your neck
As you giggle
From the fact that my stubbles
Has stumbled on my neck.
I nibble your ear
So I can interfere
With your whispering
That seem to match
With the noise of my kisses.
My lips investigate the beautiful canvas
As you squirm.
Your breath leaves your lungs impatiently
As your sigh crawls down my neck.
I get on your body,
Skin on skin,
The connection of skin
Gives us chills.
Your fingerprints leaves stains
Of goose bumps
That I don't want to leave as you
The pillow sheets
Are strangled by your hands.
After the pillows can't handle anymore stress
You send valleys
Down my back
With your nails
Collecting all of the
Sweet memories
Of this moment.
Of your eyes
Looking at me
The sweat
Crawling down my back.
I say baby
Lets drink some more
Of the moon’s potion
And fall under the moonlight love.

All eyes on me.
Their field of vision lash against my walls.
Eroding them like the frothy waves gnawing at the desolate fort.
These walls that I've raised to hide...
Hide what? I ask.
Surely something that they mustn't know.

Their tongues wade at me.
I strain my ears to catch what they hide from me.
The slightest wind could exalt me to exhilaration
Or, depress me into the tar pit of my own creation.
Where am I headed? I ask.

I am besieged.
The intruder is at the perimeter.
Why am I here? I ask.
The walls are giving away to the tempest.
But they haven't reached me yet.
They are trained at my scent like blood hounds.
I sound the alarm and curl back deep within.

My station hangs precariously.
Will the pillars hold?