| it begins in silence cognac colored eyes with quiet glances strong hands trace gentle paths like ripples upon my senses persuading soft tones to spill from licked lips in the shape of a moan, breathless pleas for more of the same the sound is... the woman in me, delicate whispers, subtle sensuality balanced between restraint and release pressure and pleasure tightly wound beneath your strong rhythm am I breath, caught in ecstacy�s grasp, returns on the wings of a sigh volume increases with your slow, melodic wind abstract phrases that have no translation express the unspeakable labored exhalations complete my facial expressions fueling your motion driving me further into the trance of this moment the sound is... fiery and fierce, not caring who hears, a vocal reflection our slow ascension you and I entwined like honey-hued lines and bold fluid strokes drawn on linen canvas love settles between soft peaks need curves around statuesque contours passion collides with melted desire drips into empty spaces unscripted melodies resonate in darkness tense grips and playful bites engrave erotic impressions on damp skin the sound is.... silence again, speechless and still in the splendor your embrace, savoring the sound of you and I. RLT �2001 |
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