Honey light of the moon
is washing my shoulders,
and midnight is shining
in our eyes.
Your palms and my hair
are full of moonlight-
we're unsatiably drinking
our first night.
Honey light of the moon
dispels our fears:
our bodies are naked,
our hearts beat in time.
The splashes of amber
make this soaring space,
honey music of passion
holds us in its embrace.
I whisper through dreamness:
"the sun rises soon...",
but it is everlasting -
our hot honeymoon!
honeymoon
© Copyright: Марина Князева -Тверь, 2009
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