As we lay
Breast to breast
Sharing slow breathes
In and out
Letting it flow
Loves touch
Not too soft not too slow
A moment of fluidity
As we grow
Tongues flicks
Finger tricks
Higher and higher
Rages the fire
As we build
Keeping the pace
Taking us both to that ****** place
Drained in sweat
Oh soo wet
Release must ***
Bodies shake and quiver
Oh one last gasp
As we Collapse
We are one

Breast to breast
Share a breath.
❤️❤️
~BrandieWine~

Lightning and Thunder lures a soul to wander..

Searching for the preacher that cares for all nature’s dark creatures..

Dancing in the dampened soil..through the blackened hills setting a profound chill..

Slipping into the chilled valley where they all congregate and rally...

see them frolicking and cackling upon the dewy moss
Luring the soul who followed to be lost...

Come join us they sway
Bring yourself into us you may...

Moonlight breaks and the body awakes but it is far too late...

Life’s abate
Therefore accepting ones fate...

Dance with us you say...

~Bwine

I’ve been here b 4
The water is cold. It’s familiar. I’ve always known that would be where I’d return....

I know it’s my resting.

I’ve always welcomed the sun...I’d wish it to save my soul.... to no avail....now I’m done.

I must return to my home. The big blue...

I’m done with with this warmth. It had helped for a short while and I am more than thankful ...but not I as I had hoped.

You won’t agree and that is fine. I’m not really gone. Just gone as you can see.

Please don’t ponder and self hate.  

I’m ok in my state.

Bwine~

Leaving the beautifully broadcasted flesh colored sunrise behind
Allure towards the grey ominous mist
Saying goodbye to the glorious light and it’s mystical kiss
Feeling this magical warmth dull...
Ghostly darkness lies be forth with a weary pull
These suspended water droplets hovering over the earth sacrificing themselves to rebirth
They hold the story of life and death these jewels are the source of everything living things breathe
Down below feel her life force grow
Touch the soil see what mother’s sow
There begins anew intertwined many times where we once bid adieu....

B~Wine