Now the panting is subsiding
laying spent on silken sheets
and in the aroma of our love
we lay our heads to our pillows
as I stroke you as we talk

Our eyes dreamy misty and tearful
we start to talk in whispers
both with trembling voices
full of emotions and love
trying to contain the want and lust

All we talk about life
regrets that we had not meet sooner
then the joy of our communion
making our love legally bond
by the stars in the heavens

Saving to memory every tender moment
in gentle loving talk
proclaiming our love for each other
in passion and verse
in our sweet world of pillow talk


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris