Sliding the sheets far down to get a glimpse of your face I knew my hand has passed a smooth detour, when, in the dim space I found your eyes carefully reaching into mine. Those fervid moves upscaled our desire Intense yet placidly rocking the waves of euphoria Our souls elated while our bodies grind Transforming the flesh into a warm clay of madness. Continuously fleeting yet submerging in a state of grace, You hummed admiringly - agreeing to surrender the moment to a blissful encounter as our minds flared to raise the temperature to a degree where only gods can sing in this instance wherein perfection is not undefined. The moon, our evening fire, laid out the hazy monotone of darkness yet in that picture, we clearly conquered our beings by driving down the winding road inching our way to a place of endearing enchantment where limbs tighten fiery bonds, tongues sweeten our damp skin, and our breath satiating the need for air. We are everywhere but outside ecstasy But we deem it not nearing a closure For both of us have allowed the evening fire to highlight this dim space And mark our silhouette of solid curves With an assurance of not leaving the sheets unmoved- this exists now as a gate to discovery. But in this imagery too lucid yet still a fantasy, I knew we both wished this photograph lasts to eternity.