thinking of this one today in homage to the cycles of nature
She is like honey,
A pulsing star
within the vast galaxy of her own body;
ready to fall through the sky,
to dissolve into everything…
Knotted with yearning,
waiting for the warmth of his humanness
to unwind her
from the tangle
She spreads her thighs apart
and arches her back,
hips curved up.
Allows her innermost self to be rocked
within the plush cradle of his mouth,
to be caressed by his patient tongue.
To be licked,
She is purring now.
Ready to reveal her secrets.
His fingers speak to her first in whispers.
Then more loudly,
build to a crescendo
She breaks like a storm,
full of tears and windy breaths,
emotions that release
from the clouds of her body
flooding out of her breasts and hips
as she falls slack against him.
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