bare face down panting before the first graze of the soft felt
so soft hiding the harsh sting and throb caused by its many strands
in this moment the ecstasy takes me and my mind flies
over the homes around us to the soaring heavens where you sit
resplendent on a throne of bodies lay at your feet those who
give of themselves to serve and honor the magic that lies in those
soft harsh strands
they leave my heated skin and i brace for that first hard impact
i hold my breath......for you