Full Moon Magic

His words haunt me still...
Or was it his eyes…
Or was it his expression of both control and surrender that made me feel small and scared?
There wasn’t a trace of bullshit in the things he told me.
No secondary intentions.
Just sincerity.
Unexpected, but greatly desired – Magic!
The kind I hadn’t felt since time knows when…
Slowly,
Intensely,
He touched me in places I’d forgotten existed…
With tenderness I could only wish for…
In desires I’d given up on…
No pressure.
No rules.
My way… his way.
Wherever the moment took us.
Further than I’d planned…
Not as far as I desired…
Courage.
Fear.
It was all there… too much and too little.
We trembled to the touch.

I want to rescue him… show me how!
I’m every person’s hero but my own…
I’m fighting the urge not to run
Begging for the spell of a full moon
Surrounded by the stillness and cool whispers of a magical night
Warm massages upon a cold rock
Wasn’t that where our friendship ended?
I need to stay, I want to stay…
When will the running stop?
Could I ask you to make me stay? Will you stay?

There are dreams that never come true…
There are those that we pick up along the way…
And there are moments that we never want to end.