Glorious

He is a glorious man, if a mortal man could be
Of blood, flesh and bone, alive
He joins me with fluid physical energy

I look into eyes, as if they are a place of security
As he takes me on unbroken trail
He pushes, my limits unlimited, open range

Urges acknowledged with the delivery of a kiss
He becomes the sky, I am the earth
His sun pinks my skin, his moon stirs waters, raining

His sent is warm and green, like that of dew on a morning leaf
I close my eyes while joined, tasting and feeling his nature
On unbroken trails, he takes me
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Whew between you and Mimi it's getting pretty heady.

Awesome writing ladies!

I've seen some interesting
collaborations.bouquet
Best I could do was fire up my nag champa and a new candle on Friday
Night.
purple heart

If you must know who's been on my mind lately.wink
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