Nights under a different moon

The whole village is sleep. We are awake. Champagne breaths. Music at the lowest decimal. Discussing the music choice while we break from sex. 4am giggles. Can’t keep our lips off each other. Nights like this makes life worth living. When I look at you, I’m under your spell. Our path crosses once more. We want the same thing. EACH OTHER.

Even when I turn to sand, I will find you.

Wrote this meditating. Thinking of YOU.