Lower Antelope Canyon, Arizona

Summer Night

Your staccato breathing,
the moisture laden air of summer,
My wispy locks spread over your rhythmic chest,
I heard your heart beating like a ticking clock
heralding the future with every beat.
our porcelain bodies shone bright under the moonlight,
peeking through the window.
In the loving silence with interlocked fingers,
we dreamt of a future,
as bright as the stars that adored the sky.
But the gleaming moon troubled my aching eyes
and I once again longed to sleep
in your loving embrace.
For I am in love with the darkness that
pervades when I close my eyes
While I hide you in my bosom embrace,
or while I plant a moist implant
with utmost care on your rugged flesh

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