Pillow Talk

Poetry dripped from her lips

rich, like honey

warmed by her breath

delicately teased a curious tongue 

Winding itself delicately, fluidly 

to your ear

a lullaby so sweet

you melt into its velvet deluge 

The pulse of the moon

moved her heart 

gentle waves 

of electric motion

Matching the beat

of the words as they flow

from the heart, the mind

the soul

Whispering of stars, 

reflected in the waters

realms known,

yet unexplored