And I shall take the writer home so we move with intimacy inside my eyes and heart.
Your phases warm in cold night where loneliness haunts and desires are dormant.
It's a grand rondevu where ******* rivers flow as I praise my partners genuine heart. And so... I drift off to sleep in bed of words and dreams.
I usually don't use organism type words but it seemed appropriate. Thanks to all who read my work and share in my lifetime. Our oneness inside of diversity shines as we post and touch each other.