Moonglow

BY CAROLE NICHOLS

Touched by that gentle light;
Face in etheral repose,
Shadows hiding slumberous eyes,
Separated by your dreams,
Yet, I've never felt as close.
Darkness thick with vanilla
And your special, unique scent,
Body sculpted and honed
By the hands of a master;
Exposed to my hungry look,
Never as beautiful as now,
At rest and at peace.
Touched only by moonglow,
Tracing each curve and valley;
Kissing each line and swell;
Embracing you in gentle light;
So that I may feast upon you
To my satisfaction.