Moonlit Cock

Shadowy silhouette
Against a window on the night
City lights, winter stars
Outline my lover, my life
Is he replaying angry words
Lost emotions, haunted memories
His cock throbs, catching moonlight
Is it wilting or rising?
Waiting for me or rejecting me?
I pull sheets aside
Slide across the lingering warmth
Left as a reminder he was once close
My feet touch the floor, no sound
Still he turns, his cock in shadow now
The moonlight etches an outline
His shoulder, his arm, his hip
His hand as it flexes, fingers curling
I stand, my legs weak, my breath shallow
Three steps to the window
He turns, follows my progress
Yes! the moon anoints his cock again
I cannot see his face
Moon-silver-chased cock my only clue
Does it rise to greet me?
A lifetime ago
Words tore us apart
I sink slowly to my knees
My lips, my tongue will undo the harm
But not with words, with worship
I taste him, taste the moonlight on him
My mouth wordlessly loves him
My hands find his hips and pull him close
He bends, pulls me away, up
Bends again, my thighs in strong hands
My arms around his neck, holding tight
He lifts me, trailing moonlight soft kisses
Down, down down to my heart
He lingers there, feeling it beat for him
Then he lowers me, fills me
And we are wordlessly one again