I never questioned it's happening then,
Never bothered asking why or how,
But suddenly we were outside naked.
So vividly remembered, even now.
We stood there awed and shivering
In that cold cold November night
Lovers thrown together by chance
Searching for her first knowing sight
Of our star, Venus, planet of love.
She gazed at it in wonder
So bright there in the sky
Then she turned towards me,
Gave a gentle little sigh
And, like a pair of pagan folk,
From ages long long past,
We made an act of love there
In an icy windy blast.
A worship to our planet,
My Venus held in my arms
Proud and naked, unashamed,
Gifting that night her charms.
A making of a grand passion.
Of respect and love and care
Under that November sky
Under that cold open air.
We lay there sated and huddled
Later on in her large warm bed,
Breath fluttering against my chest
Where I held and stroked her head;
And we talked of many things
The way that lovers often do
And she talked to me of Venus
In the night sky's inky blacky blue.
There was no chance of permanence,
But still a love whose memory I've kept
We talked long into that night until both bodies,
Loved out and exhausted, we cuddled up and slept