Your hips dance upon impact of shut eye's,
I escape into the wonderland
of your sea..bathing in the chemicals between
us, I rise.  To penetrate the moment, and
lift you into uncharted waters..
slowly .. with each step..a choir of crows
sing to us with emotion.  Their voices familiar~
Down the rabbit hole of loves trust..
Into uncharted waters..
We create the flame
that flatters the light.

In the retrospect of the now ..
We are pure..
As I turn to you and instantly touching the back of your neck..
I begin ..
you answer me in puddles , that we'll just call,
..sweat.  
Give me a women whose body I can use as a canvas ..
my hands the brushes .. every stroke to be sensual and felt..
what's good for her is good for me .. let me ~moVe you
let me make you ..
smile ~ as you quiver within my arms,
my bed is the wall.. no sheets
just skin"

..Unencumbered by ego..

This world is not permanent,
as we surf through moments of human consciousness
grabbing all the available moments to form and mold into
memories and
personal expression.
Within these thoughts we are truly alive,
acending into the mystery of imagination..
As the surf is the soul within this rabit hole of style and dance,
we light each other up brighter than the shine of a sunbeams smile.
Cascading further down into the lurid waters of lust,
as we lay bathing in the chemicals that we create between us.
Demure and reserved we are, with a modest whisper of enlightenment..
Yet enduring and logical.