Through the night it was taken silently yet violently
Moonlight shimmers outside windows out shine Weeping Willow tree glimmers
Their torsos met, politely greeted by hand caresses mixed with one another’s sweat
Pressed tightly against her body...

His hormones intertwined with her "moans" only heightens the levels of affection giving way to soft grunts and groans, twitching legs and cracked bones
He's throwing D's...hitting her harder than Rolling Stones that skip gingerly across rivers and lakes
He's giving more than her body normally takes
And she likes it...Thus, comes the shakes

Right here and now, there's no such thing as accidents
Only joyful mistakes
Tonight tectonic plates create quakes neither has ever experienced before
Making them both beg and cry for more
Implore not, together their motions make waves from the many front, side, and back shots

Now she sleeps with the cousin of death
Quietly crying, dying for one last breath
And he gets reminded....Next time he'll find it...
"It's a little more to the left."