THE BREATH OF THE MOON


What I wonder is why after every molecule of desire in my body has been satisfied after the sudden excitement, the deep fierce aching and rising heat after the throbbing glory of release and the cries of need and pleasure have dissolved into the air, something in my soul slips from me to him, without choice, question, and wraps itself around us forever, like the breath of the moon and why I carry the thought of him as a constant as any sun in my heart?




the love letter collection
submitted 3:47 AM EST
thursday, december 6, 2007