UNDER THE MOONLIGHT (3)

I am a solar system

With crashing comets and star clusters.

And in all my pieces

She exists

I can feel her so strongly

It's like I am not even me

Anymore

Like all my pieces belong to her.

And if the moon could talk.

I wonder if he would tell the night

Just how lovely she is

With all those stars shining bright.

*** Pillow Thoughts; Courtney Peppernell *** 

Iris closed her eyes and shouted his name when she came undone. Her whole body trembled as her legs gave away, but Cane was there to break her fall. He let her pant against his neck and held her closely, as he bit her shoulder lightly.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, as the feeling was so overwhelming for her.

"Okay?" Cane asked, once Iris' body stopped trembling. He laid her down on the soft white grass. Her curls spread on it, which gave the contrast color to the sight.