The Lull ’til Bye

We’re balancing…

On opposite ends of the beam

With love that glitters

Not bound by blood

But lust instead

Helpless to Deny

The moon’s rays

Penetrating our flesh

Quiet is the night…

Lonely is the night…

Wanting is the night…

The sweat is what stings

The need is what burns

Our sex is what aches

Until

Suddenly…

Blissful unawareness

via Daily Prompt: Deny