In The Mist

by Demonic Inferno

My first love in the mist
dark and cold our bodies kissed
steaming lust into passion
our desires full of compassion.

We made love that night
under the mesmerizing moonlight
whispering sinful pleasures
heated blood filled my heart with treasures.

Only one woman could open my chest
though many did try their best
but no one could bring back that feeling
of being secure from kneeling.

Most nights I sit, awaiting for your return
in agony my body aches and yearns
for one last kiss upon my lips
together again in the mist.