Full Moon Man (Part 2)
He hugged me after a kiss on my lips. His hands still dancing on my body. His fingers giving gentle touch. As a guitar player strumming melodies on the strings.
The full moon is witness between me and him tonight. Sweat pouring from our bodies is the tears of the goddess of love.
"Are you happy tonight?"
"Yes, I'm very happy."
Then he repeated it again. Many times.
"It's time I got to go," he looked toward the sky. The full moon has moved out of the path of the sky.
"Are you going back to me?"
"Of course, every full moon I'll come."
"What if you did not appear at a full moon?"
He was just silent. As if unable to give an answer. He looked at the full moon has been shrinking.
"What if you did not appear at a full moon" I repeat again the same question.
"Never you doubt me. I'm not Hamlet, the doubter. Do not you feel yourself that I always come every full moon? Anyway, I have to go."
He called the unicorn. Then fly to the moon is shrinking. That's where he is residing. I'm left alone contemplate every inch beauty who gave me this evening. Damn, I had to wait fifteen days later. Only to be met with a lover?! A very long time, such as waiting 15 centuries later.
I always pray to God - prayers are always taught by older women - every night. Pray that he appear not only every full moon.
My soul is shrouded in longing. Restraining romance scent. Because the range of fourteen nights are lonely nights. The nights were frightening. I saw those nights it is ghosts want to stab my heart.
He hugged me after a kiss on my lips. His hands still dancing on my body. His fingers giving gentle touch. As a guitar player strumming melodies on the strings.
The full moon is witness between me and him tonight. Sweat pouring from our bodies is the tears of the goddess of love.
"Are you happy tonight?"
"Yes, I'm very happy."
Then he repeated it again. Many times.
"It's time I got to go," he looked toward the sky. The full moon has moved out of the path of the sky.
"Are you going back to me?"
"Of course, every full moon I'll come."
"What if you did not appear at a full moon?"
He was just silent. As if unable to give an answer. He looked at the full moon has been shrinking.
"What if you did not appear at a full moon" I repeat again the same question.
"Never you doubt me. I'm not Hamlet, the doubter. Do not you feel yourself that I always come every full moon? Anyway, I have to go."
He called the unicorn. Then fly to the moon is shrinking. That's where he is residing. I'm left alone contemplate every inch beauty who gave me this evening. Damn, I had to wait fifteen days later. Only to be met with a lover?! A very long time, such as waiting 15 centuries later.
I always pray to God - prayers are always taught by older women - every night. Pray that he appear not only every full moon.
My soul is shrouded in longing. Restraining romance scent. Because the range of fourteen nights are lonely nights. The nights were frightening. I saw those nights it is ghosts want to stab my heart.