Night of Pleasure.
Full moon. The world was lit by a wonderful silvery light that covered all in a romantic atmosphere of exhilarating promises of things to come. Not a cloud was to be seen. The heavens were full of twinkling lights. Lights that seemed to be inviting one and all to reach out and take these twinkling baubles placed in the skies by some benevolent well wisher that had kindness in his or her heart for all that lived on the earth, the earth; that blue ball that stands in the shadow of the spender of the light, The Moon.
Insects, Night birds, wild animals that hide by day venture out into this wonderful light that covers the earth going about their business taking no notice of the young couple caught in the mystery of this soft light that lit up the night sky with a dimmed brilliance that is so difficult to describe. Perhaps another with a better knowledge than I could do this most beautiful light more justice. Perhaps you will try and I am sure make a much better picture than I with my struggling words trying to describe an atmosphere of tranquillity beyond anything that my eyes have ever seen.
The young couple enjoying their togetherness were not so fascinated by this silvery light as I myself they were so engrossed in what to them was something more important. The discovering of gentle kisses the nearness of two throbbing bodies discovering the delights of body pressed close to body. The rush of hormones to heads that cuts off thinking leaving an animal urge that all living things go through when the time is ripe. Feelings are aroused that are difficult to explain. Feelings that one must go through each for him or herself to be able to accept all that is happening in ones own body. A body that one thought that one knew inside and out. Only then will one understand the picture that I am trying to paint.
A night of pleasure enabled by the light of a benevolent moon with its silvery rays of encouragement to young lovers all over the world.