The bright moon lights up the motionless sky. I still have a dream that our love will still fly. As the blue sky turns to red, and then to black, I decifer fiction, and stick to straight facts. You may not be part of the body, but you stick within the soul Away from my eyes, the elements of your suprize, your attraction I cannot control. Your eyes seduce, our hormones produce.
Erotic memories come to pass.
Our love together will everlast. Not like the bunny, my tongue caressing your body like sweet honey. Maybe as moist as mountain dew, oh how I miss making love to you. As deep as the sea, our love will forever be. But to the masses, they only see lust beneath we.