he goes down on her
she comes alive
fire in her loins
warmth crashing through her in waves
he is vibrant
draped in gold and magenta
and clouds
she reflects his energies back
they make each other beautiful
he plunges, sinks
with a slow and solid
burst!
his fire is everywhere
she groans
roars
he lights up
she
a second behind
then still
he is enveloped in her
she pulls the blinds
leaving us in the dark
to wonder what happens
between now and morn
4 comments:
I need a cigarette. Or a cold shower.
so tastefully sexy. beautiful allegory.
oh my! I will never be able to look at a sunset again without blushing! ;-)
Ha, subtle. Made me chuckle.
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