#WritcoPoemPrompt90
moonlight shadows
hand in hand
leaning through the night in the meadow
against the compassionate trees of faraway land
i kiss you, so slow

nobody can see us
silently as our bodies melt into eachother
fusing with mothernature
i become a part of the wilderness
an animal
hungry
urging for a taste of your lips
the ones that are hidden

under the moon i devour every inch of you
every sound you make mixed with the howls far away
i feel holy
bucolic
divine
© Lua Galman