You walk on the terrace

Naked 

Soaking the zephyr 

I watch you mesmerised 

My moon's silhouette 

Under moonlit skies 

So engaging becomes the ambience 

I continue to weave poems on my mind

Imprinting your essence

Inhaling your fragrance 

You, oblivious to the chaos on my mind

I pull the satin sheets

To cover you

To seal us 

I know there's no one in the horizon 

Coz I own the land

And no one lives nearby 

Still I don't wish to share you

With the breeze 

Caressing your curvaceous contours 

I want you to be all mine

Satin sheets and your flesh

Wrapped in me. 

©LR