Within Passion’s Embrace

I stood there welcoming night,
as it came to call.
A smile curled my lips,
as slowly the lights went out.
The moon shone down on us,
its light embracing our naked form
and the contours there.
We embraced each other
within the long grass,
our bodies locked together
within passion’s embrace.
Her throaty murmurs
were lost to the wind
and only the small creatures of the night
witnessed our consuming passion,
as we reached beyond the moon
to some far-flung stars.
When ours passions finally overwhelmed us,
we lay in each other’s arms,
spent and exhausted,
waiting for the morning sun.

(1 July 2007)

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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