I remember the first time
we made love it was like
dancing on the moon…
or at least, that’s how I
imagined it, effortless
as we did glide through
an atmosphere of pleasure,
in each other’s arms, bodies
floating free, or at least,
that’s how I imagined it as
an air of serenity abounded
between each held breath, yes,
it was beautiful, and the stars
shone so very brightly in the deep
space of your eyes, that night~









27 old applause
