Sweat coats us both

as animal sounds emerge

inside each others ears.

kiss after kiss falls onto my lips and shoulder , neck and lips , lips and cheeks , cheeks and chest.

hungry , we dine on one other.
background music , is the lily pad fountain and our outward reaching vibrations.
we are wolves who have not eaten for weeks
we devour each other
breaking down constructs of what can and can not be , we waiver the space-time laws and escape to the cloud castles where a lightning storm rains down golden pink hues of sunrise, shaded by the brilliant blue of a new dawn .... illuminating us from within.

Whenever we gently land onto Earth  , oh so crystalline ,
we are coated with serenity.

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My mind meanders to how this may be...?
....... that love would so shyly creep up on me , to break on me like a thunderstorm finally filling the humid air with heavy, anticipated raindrops.

   I eagerly tell my 12 year old self that she doesn't need to worry....
Disney is a fraud and what is passion without strength and stamina?

Fruition of a growing closer that is only achieved with patience , time  a willingness to overcome the fears of oneself
so the other may see you, in your already perfect brilliance
as you come to terms with your own magnificence,