Last Night

Last night, my backyard embraced by moon's gentle light,
The swimming pool, a beckoning oasis in the night.
In the shadowy stillness, the waters whispered my name,
A clandestine rendezvous, a dance with no shame.

Stripping away the confines of societal guise,
I bared my soul, my naked form, under nocturnal skies.
The moon, a voyeur of secrets, cast a silvery glow,
As I waded into depths, where inhibitions would ebb and flow.

Each stroke through the water, a rhythmic symphony,
A liberation of body and spirit, unbound and free.
Emerging from the depths, I embraced the cool air,
Glistening droplets adorned my skin, an ethereal affair.

Upon a chaise, I reclined, a temple of pure release,
The moonlight's caress, a tender touch, brought me peace.
With moonbeams as witness, my desires gently unfurled,
As I explored the depths of pleasure, a dance with the world.

No judgment in the heavens, as passion danced on my skin,
An intimate connection, where fantasy and reality begin.
Under the watchful gaze of the moon's luminous grace,
I found solace in self-love, a sacred, intimate space.
I stroked my cock until my cum covered my fingers whiched I promptly put in my mouth to taste the love that came from inside me.

For in this moment, beneath the moon's tender reign,
I embraced my desires, liberated from society's chain.
In the garden of moonlight, I reveled in my own bliss,
A poem inscribed in moonbeams, a testament to this.

So let the moon be witness to our nights of wild abandon,
Embrace your desires, let your inhibitions be undone.
For the moon, a faithful confidant, will forever hold,
The secrets of our whispered passions, stories untold.