A moment in heaven...

The shadow of the moonlight
And the fragrance of buds
She lay there still as the stream
With the lights caressing the curves

The shiver of the alien
The whisper of an unknown tongue
The creased sheets waited
Till the cloud of passion set in

Soft purrs blew the horns
Quivers gave way to tumble
The moment was of rhythm and motion
And the dashing of flesh

I drank the wine divine
She played the whistling tune
Together we discovered
What a joyride means

The pace was ecstatic
The ambience cuddling in
For a moment we attained
What ambrosia and manna meant

Every moment was of wistful blue
But so was the déjà vu
A walk in the meadows
And yet every sight refreshed


Wilting like a bow
She strung the arrow up
We pained to keep it there
And then went the chimes

Drops of energy moistened
Like fresh dew on a morning
The Sun was out and bright
But we cuddled and slept in tight