Because a poem was wanted in the moonlight :)

rising above
if I were there
her full moon
parted eclipse
your taste
remembered now
faintly gleaming
pearlescent shimmer
mixture of lust
falling slowly from
reddened lips
on my back
cheeping
my sticky hand
wrapped
around you
I open my mouth
begging to be fed

Ina-Morata requested a poem as a comment on a post. I chose ‘The Mating of Love Birds’ and this is the response I wrote.

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Spank you very much

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