There was something about her smile that told him they would kiss beneath the moon
Her lips held the promise of paradise and her tounge was laced with honey
He already knew the warmth and silk of her ******* as they stood shyly before one another
The taste of heaven was waiting with the poem yearning to be written between her legs
Her soft folds would be the paper and his mouth would be the pen
Their blood held the secrets of ink
And their souls burned with the colors of lust
They stirred cold whisky and exchanged hinted glances throughout the night
As the minutes melted into hours and their breathing fell into sync
She took his hand and lifted her dress just a little
He could see the stars of her blanket and feel the magic within her sheets
And before he could blink he was lost inside her universe
And the moon watched the kiss that slowly undressed their souls
And they felt magic and madness unfold in their hearts as they tangled their limbs blindly
And the night sky listened to their soft moans and frantic pulse
And shuddered as they both wrote with gentle whispers the last words
To the poem waiting between her legs