A small, white crescent line cascades like Niagara  through the window of your empty aura, and it turns. It boils and spins and whirls into a green orb, floating in place with the rest of the order. A ball fastens itself against its red backdrop, splitting ever so slightly with a soft, sullen texture, mixing with the ring to form a landscape so beautiful that I quiver when it slides across my tongue. This is, of course, the ring which slides around your lip, and puts together the sculpture that is your mouth. I start here, my tongue swirling delicately across a pink landscape, breathing and writhing with dewdrops of cherries, cleanly gliding across your upper lip, just below your green glow.

Next I hover above your collarbone, a sharp cut into the line of your chest, just above your breast, just below your neck. I move to caress the lines that form the right side of your neck, just below your jaw line, which I lick and meet the edge of your ear. Here I carefully allow my tongue to swirl with just the right intensity to make your ear warm. Melt in the sound of love, my sweet.

The world shifts downward as I journey to your chest, your strong breastplate serves as a rest point for me to breathe into. This journey is for the Goddess of Everything, and the intensity of this love is forbidden to take for granted. The pure simple shining happiness washes me away as I bite the supple and sensitive area that carves the tip of your breast, which forms, for me, a crescent moon. I caress the wilderness and I embrace God for all the journey has been worth.

The heat bakes into our skin, my hands slide wetly across your waist and my teeth rest around your bones. I withhold the urge to weep at the beauty as I move down. And here we go…I start at your ankles.

And I move

                    All

                                      The way

                                                                             Up.

With my tongue, carving a place to sleep up your thighs, and into your temple. This is where we go to worship. And I worship you.
I grasp and hold with slow breaths and slow thrusts the temple, I hold the center of all goodness and beauty, I am one with the edges of the universe. And you breathe, and breathe, and add to the condensation slowly rolling down my cheeks, and you moan, and you bite, and you lick and sweat and breathe and the fire builds and the heat builds and soon the green is a ROARING RED INFERNO, burning down all that is evil, building from nothing, and creating a kingdom set in flames. The kingdom of heaven. The center of God. I am here, I will never leave. I will sleep, tonight, in your glorious light.