October Moon

Summer, a faded memory
a nip of north wind
rustles the ruddy leaves
clinging to their lofty perch
as lady moon rises in orange glory

we retreat to warmth of fire
where sweater soaks in the heat
and restless breasts pine for touch
of tongue and teeth and lips

safely cuddled in strong arms
you breathe my woody scent
our hearts race with love so true
as silk and cotton submits to flesh

soft moans accent each nuzzle
of squeeze and release
as two bodies blend
stirred with fiery passion