Green grass & rolling hills create
the perfect scenario for
our outside adventure,
the one where
we lay the blanket down,
pop the cork on the Merlot,
eat a few sweet grapes
then get down
to the important business
of sensuous
outdoor **********
There's nothing
like songbirds birds singing
& busy bees buzzing,
kissing your delicious-lips
under the brilliant sun,
feeling the gentle breeze waft around us,
sniffing natural fragrances & hearing
the sound of our body fluids tumbling.
To scream,
to call out
each other's names
at that special-moment
of our mutual-ecstasy
is unworldly,
so Godly & sacred,
even the Heavens listen
to our joy.
Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 12:21 PM UTC
Green grass & rolling hills create
the perfect scenario for
our outside adventure,
the one where
we lay the blanket down,
pop the cork on the Merlot,
eat a few sweet grapes
then get down
to the important business
of sensuous
outdoor **********
There's nothing
like songbirds birds singing
& busy bees buzzing,
kissing your delicious-lips
under the brilliant sun,
feeling the gentle breeze waft around us,
sniffing natural fragrances & hearing
the sound of our body fluids tumbling.
To scream,
to call out
each other's names
at that special-moment
of our mutual-ecstasy
is unworldly,
so Godly & sacred,
even the Heavens listen
to our joy.
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