Within Passion’s Embrace

I stood there welcoming night, as it came to call. A smile curled my lips, as slowly the lights went out. The moon shone down on us, its light embracing our naked form and the contours there. We embraced each other within the long grass, our bodies locked together within passion’s embrace. Her throaty murmurs were lost to the wind and only the small creatures of the night witnessed our consuming passion, as we reached beyond the moon to some far-flung stars. When ours passions finally overwhelmed us, we lay in each other’s arms, spent and exhausted, waiting for the morning sun. (1 July 2007)