The Moon Shone Through Her Window

She nestled her head like some moonlight sliver

on my shoulder.

As I plagiarized the warmth of the fading sun,

I pulled her against me; 

my lust rising like mercury.

Maneuvering magical motions in shadows,

the full moon traced its light on the floor

as we rolled on wool woven horses,

and the night slipped away without our noticing.

Author's Note

Mercury relates to a thermometer.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

Oh, you ol' romantic, you. "Rolled on woven horses..." It's all so very creative, but I think that line is going to stick with me.

[alf]

Hi Relic. Ah . . . so soft and sensual . . . yet I can feel the latent sexuality hidden beneath an overlay of subtlety. Love the impact of a short poem without need to overembellish!!!!! Succinct in the telling and a pure delight to read!! alf

[Sheila Kline]

Romantic and sensual are your words that give me cause to seek the moon and dream of a time as this........they are so very beautiful! Every line is enjoyed, but I particularly am drawn to the woven horses - ah, yes so sensual!

[~]

WOW.. a very sensual piece. The enchanting moon slithering within the sheets of passion. :D

[Tate Morgan]

Time seems to stand still with love doesnt it well done

[Gio S.P.]

This poem was tasteful and relatable. I love the mix of metaphors you illustrated so well, the details giving the reader a powerful image that lingers for quite some time. Well done, Relic!

[Marie]

This is a beautiful poem, erotic without being graphic.

[thefemalebard]

The images that this poem conjures to the mind is stunning. A truly pleasurable experience for the reader.

[613]

This was beautifully written. Well done.

- Brittney

[Julia Mars]

It seems you've got a romantic heart.
Beautiful poem.