Moon-struck

One glimpse was enough
to mesmerize me
before she slipped
into silken wisps

Her turn on smile
was holding my gaze
she'd caught me feasting
on her hide

As she tip toed her way
on the starlit ramp
she held my breath
with her charm

The show went on
late into the night
my eyes couldn't latch 
on  her hind

She had me hooked
to her lithsome moves
and that "come on" look
in her eyes

The night wore on
way into dawn, till
I eased my pallete
by her canvass

I laced her lips
a translucent pink
before laying her
by my side....