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
