Under the pale moonlight. With time standing still. Two figures are running. Hand in hand. In love. Into the the shadows they run. To kiss and caress each others bodies. Laying on the grass. Their bodies become one. Body and soul. With the passion they both share. Their bodies move in unison. With every passing moment. Their movement and passion increases. Along with their sweat and moaning from their lovemaking. With the sound of ecstasy. And the smell of love in the air. It ends until the next night. As they lay there exhausted from thier love. They think of what the next night will bring. And to cherish what they just shared.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem for my true love!
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