His Stars

by Brooke   Mar 12, 2009


I let him caress my hips
Draw along the sides of my body
His fingertips making me shiver
I stare into his deep brown eyes
Theres nothing to hide from these soulful eyes
Nothing but the night air between us
And yet everything, is so warm
To make love under the stars
It is an experience in and of itself
But it is a treat
A novelty and an eccentric beauty
Our lips touch almost sleepily
His lips travel
My ear
My neck
My shoulder
Then he looks at me
Almost for reassurance of what he did
Because we know what he wants,
He is not a monster
He wants to protect his angel
And give her the stars above
To watch over her
To keep her safe

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