You were the Moon as I was the night,

I crave for the milky way of your galaxy

We go around and around like satellites,

Taste the X-rated thoughts of your fantasy,

My tongue probes your anatomy,

Hands all over your heavenly constellation,

Drown me, in the gamma of your waves,

Spread your legs and slide your body down on me,

Grip the blanket of these starry sheets

Ride my comet until your body gets weak,

Just a small look of

Our intergalactic love…