Ancient stars

Wild nights, wild nights
I miss our exotic time together.

The nudge of your tongue
behind my top teeth,
The parts of your body
Pressing softly against me,

The magic felt behind
those Closed eyelids,
The scenery behind those
thick curtains.

Envied by many
We remain timeless.
When our past explodes
Pushing away the shade of present.
And we stay immortal
Like the ancient stars
On a clear night.