Moon Bright, Very Right — Feb. 13
© 2017/TomSquitieri
You held the bed posts oh so tight
Not planning to let go
The full moon threw light on your neck, back and legs
As if lighting for the show
Your hands tighten, your eyelids closed
your smile, it grew so wide
There was not any, any doubt at all
How good it felt inside
You were on your back when woken by me
when my tongue enjoyed the taste of your legs parted
Then after several eruptions you breathed out deeply
turned over and said “Let’s get started”
Your musk was all over, the dawn still to come
You recharged quickly after each gush
You know how your shoulders and back turn me on
For me, the never ending crush
The last time you were on the couch and we went on and on
Your smile of pleasure, the angle so steep
All I need is to look and hear
at your smiles and sounds when so deep
Although it is you holding tight to the posts
Whose body moves with each thrust
It is you in control of my heart and my passion
My soul alive in our lust
The moon is now bright as we continue our start
And all is fully right
Your grip on the posts will not let go
Nor elsewhere, where you hold me tight.