I'm not
a materialist

I prefere to see you




naked

-x-

With all the skill
of a
seasoned cartographer
he mapped
out her gentle contours
his fingers
gently tracing
both hill and valley
the soft rolling
plains
and pausing to drink
from her wadi
water both salty and sweet
his fingers
charted the grasslands
and the softly scented caves beyond
each inch carefully
inked with both tongue
and wetted wanton
kisses
the whole landscape
laid
out before him
to be enjoyed
at his own leisure

Her ***** burned
for him
the flames of passion
heating away
all her doubts and inhabitions
the heat from his body
seared her own
branding open hearts
upon her flesh
with his kiss
sweat became steam
as in the afterglow of his naked touch
she smoked...

inhaling
the scent of ***
with
hot lungs

Like fade to white, fade to black
snippets eroding in and out
flashes on the screen
obscured in white noise
your lips
nose
moans
am I dreaming
when I am awake
I drown in your dark hair
when I allow higher brain function
and your eyes
float on clouds for eternity
I feel more at ease in the night sky
looking down
sighing, my breath the wind upon this planet

No need to touch you
to be
   madly in love

Question :-

Walk upon hot coals

or

run wild upon dieingembers ?


<3