"Finn's Place"
writings by Finn Ahern

 
"A Lover's Moon"

   ~for M.

Quietly...quietly...
Oh, so quietly,
The robe slips 
From her shoulders.
She stands tall in the window,
A goddess figure
Of beauty and strength.

The woman in the moon smiles down
Reaching to embrace her
With quicksilver arms.
Enveloping her,
Painting her cold white,
The woman in the moon 
Seeks to make 
The woman in the window
Her own.
Tenderly,
With delicate, glimmering 
fingers of moonbeams, 
She caresses her new treasure.
Lifting her gently,
Easing her down
upon snowy sheets,
Surrounding her in a mist
Of silver and white...
Slender touches of light
Warming on her skin...
Shimmering in the night.
Tracing down her throat,
Skin pulsing and exposed.
Stroking down her breast
The tip yielding, yet hard,
Short, quick, gasping breaths.

 
Entranced by the touch of her gossamer lover,
The woman in the bed
Reaches out,
Searching,
Pressing for a handhold
As the warm rays
Eddy across her torso.
Opening to her lover,
She feels beams of cold fire
Radiate through her soft folds.

Easily, the woman in the moon finds
The silky bud of pleasure.
Seeking still further, she slides
Fervent fingers of mercury into her core...
Dipping lazily in and out,
As the woman in the bed moans her love.
The fond touch turns harder,
The darkness behind her eyes
Fills bright with gold and orange.
Her hands clenching in the sheets
Desperate not to fall off the edge of the world.

Then she sighs,
Relaxing,
Drifting,
Sliding into sleep,
Her skin silvered and warm.
And the woman in the moon
Spoons behind her,
Holding her close and safe
Too smitten to return to her place in the sky.
©Finn Ahern

 

 
 
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