Moonlit Finger
In the molten glow of the moon’s sinful grin,
Bodies collide where shadows begin.Your hands were fire, a wicked thing,
Tracing paths only darkness could bring.
Fingers mapped secrets carved deep in my skin,A terrain forbidden, a place soaked in sin.Breath tangled with whispers that dared not lie,
Echoes of lust beneath a voyeuristic sky.
Your mouth wrote verses along my neck,
Each syllable a conquest, each pause a wreck.The rhythm of your pulse surged through me whole,A violent hymn clawing at my soul.
Nails bit flesh as you staked your claim,
Every gasp, every cry, feeding the flame.The night became ours, raw and unchained,
Dripping with need, untamed, profaned.
I bent to your will, as hunger dictates,A slave to your touch, your cruel dictates.The moonlight poured silver across our sins,
Illuminating battles where no one wins.
You didn’t kiss; you devoured my fears,
Drank my confessions, tasted my tears.In your hands, I was nothing but clay,
Molded by need, sculpted by sway.
Every thrust was a sentence, every pull a decree,
Breaking the chains that once bound me.You unraveled me, thread by thread,
Left me undone, alive yet dead.
We moved as beasts, primal and wild,
Each motion more vicious, each touch more defiled.The sky bore witness, but the stars wouldn’t tell,
Of the heaven we touched and the hell where we fell.
Your fingers were weapons, deliberate and slow,
Pressing deeper, farther than I dared to go.I screamed your name, and the night held its breath,
As you drove me closer to love’s little death.
And when the dawn clawed its way through the night,
You lingered like smoke, a phantom delight.The taste of you burned, seared on my tongue,A song of lust, unsaid, unsung.
But the moon remembers, as it always will,
How your moonlit fingers made time stand still.A moment suspended, carved into flesh,
Two souls consumed, violent and fresh.
Let the morning come with its feeble glow;The night was ours, as only we know.Under that gaze, where decency falters,
We burned like offerings on love’s dark altar.