posted on Jul, 27 2009 @ 10:57 AM
In and out of madness, in and out of lust,
When the moon did work its magic, himself he did not trust,
Back amongst the living, a shaky step above,
He had to tell her quickly, of his forbidden love.
She had felt his presence before, and so again . . he was there,
She let her hair fall down to the middle of her back . . for him,
The robe slowly fell to the floor . . so he could see all of her,
Turning, she peered into the dark, held out her arms, and welcomed him.
Stepping from the shadows, he embraced her naked frame,
Stepping up to touch her, to stake his heartfelt claim,
He ran his hands . . over her curving hips,
planted a kiss . . on her curving lips.
And then the clouds moved away from the moon . . a bright, full moon.