underneath the stars

we roamed and meandered
aimlessly in languid night
eyes ablaze in liquid ecstasy
caressing thought patterns
of the ancient ones
gone before us
into the upper echelons of
sheer carnal madness
standing on mountain tops
shouting out lewd obscenities
to the silken moon
within the magic labyrinths
of tenacious imagination
we stood upon frozen moments
in time
the lazy threshold should now
consume us
for tomorrow there is no turning back
from this monster we have now resurrected