She said

Write me a sonnet of beauty

an ode from your

Lips

One's that gently poise

Encompassing my attention

as your silk-like words

cascade and I innocently

Trip

Falling deeper and deeper still

They speak of epic fantasies

Full of lust and heated

Thrills

Do you dare to lay me bare.

Caress my alabaster skin.

As you weave your spells of magic,

I'm compelled to let you in.

~

So in the soft glow

of the moonlight

I caressed her

like a delicate flower

and each drop of her essence

that spilled her sweet nectar

As I savor every sip

the taste of her love

lingers on my lips

a mesmerizing dance

of desire and enchantment

Let's weave a tale of romance

and longing under

the gentle moonlight