my beloved
There's a chilling breeze
running through this meadow tonight
along side the scent of my Lover
who's feet are covered in dew
She leads me into the shadows
smiling quietly her eyes hint at passion
Her hands touching me here and there
guiding me to where I know not
sit me down Love
and let my body rest
take me in your hands
let your warmth cover me
Slide down on me
breath me in
and let your lips caress me
let your hands embrace me
Take your time
tease me but only slightly
and let your tongue lead me
let my passions roam
There is a soft cry
echoing off of the trees and
my love of the tree...
resounding in the muffled whimpers of my lover
who's liquid warmth brings pleasure
Her soft lips embrace leads me
sliding from beginning to end slowly
Her hands embracing me all the while
I listen to her and feel her and now I am close
breath me down Love
and let my passion rest
take me in your lips
let your warmth cover me
Slide down hard on me
breath me in quickly
for my passion comes quickly
my relief, my release, is sweet
Do not wait
for I can not
tempt me harshly in this mist
and let your tongue lead me
There's a low cry of a man
running through this meadow tonight
coming from the place where his lover
brought him and pleased him well
His heart gave way in the night
Her lips left him as he fell
He found his silence
Deep in his satisfaction He left her
Standing beside her, over her
while she wept over him
his pen glides across the paper
leaving only golden traces
The memories she would keep
only pleasure only passion
only sweet satisfaction
and in the end she would understand it
she of the meadow and the dew...
she of the trees
she ...
<3!
