I remember the night I fell for you, our romance and a lifetime of nightlong dreams. The dreams where you whisper so close to me, seeding memories inside my mind. And when I awake I think you are there and reach up to touch you but clutch empty air, then flinch from the gut punch when I know you’re a spirit and gone. I fall back defeated with the moon in my eyes and moonsweat beading my lips.
The magical night of our meeting, when I looked in your eyes at the novel unfolding behind, and I paged through your chapters and verses and read the story within. I dogeared each page, highlighted whole parts, underlined the bits I loved most; I inhaled the scent of your leaves. And with bright Luna’s shine behind me, I leaned in and kissed away the moonsweat dotting the sensuous curve of your lip.
The thrill of our touch, our first “sort-of kiss,” took both of us by surprise, me for the impulse (too courageous by far), you for my read of your heart. The silence that gathered between us-to you more of a shock I am sure-filled the space of a breath and I wondered you didn’t draw back. But then you smiled and I smiled too and our noses bumped again and again when the moonsweat returned and I kissed it away, your spirit sweet on my lips.
That first night of our dance when we burned with desire to a sparkling flicker of fire; when we swept the dance floor illumined by hope and my palms burned with the touch of your hips; swirling music filled my heart while the shine in your eyes lit my face; your hair swept my cheek like the brush of a sigh and moonsweat glowed on your lip.
Our dance had a close but never an end, I meet you again and again, at night when I dream you whisper to me that the love we share has no end. I return to the time I threw off restraint and control of my carnal desire, the abandon of self in favor of two, when I ran my tongue through your moonsweat, glistening beads burning like fire.
Beautiful Will.
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Thank you, Mr. Mel 🙂
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Wow…! Speechless
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Thank you B. 🙂
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My pleasure 🤗🤗
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Thank you, Anna!
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Aww. This is so romantic, Will. I am totally in love with this. My heart is bursting with love right now, I miss my one and only. 😢
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I’m happy you were touched by this, Cynthia. I miss mine too ❤ 🙂
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This is the most romantic piece I’ve read in a while. The words of love combined with the idea of a book…perfect.
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Thank you, Kris. I almost didn’t post it, thinking it didn’t feel right. Funny, because it started out with a completely different end in mind..
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Words often have their own agenda. I’m glad you shared these.
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I love that this is how it so often seems to go with your writing, according to you in different blog areas. 🙂 I never, ever know the direction my fingers will take me when they take to flight and I write.
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I usually sigh when reading your romantic prose, and I marvel at your beautiful linking of words. The description of the “sort of kiss” triggered a memory that I hadn’t thought of for quite some time and made me smile. My sort of kiss happened at an airport and just like you wrote, was a surprise. I’m happy the affection happened. The innocence of that moment made me feel special at a time in my life when I felt worthless. Thank you for deciding to post this one, Will! I agree with the posted comments regarding “Of Love and Moonsweat.” Write on, my friend, write on!
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We don’t often wonder why someone enters our lives when they do. I believe all things happen for a reason.
Thank you for being a faithful constant in my life, Jane ❤ 🙂
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