Lingering at the Entrance of the veil! The air becomes thic..
Added 2020-09-14 14:03:15 +0000 UTCLingering at the Entrance of the veil! The air becomes thick in the silence. I turn and look into his eyes for the first time. I see his thoughts through them as he looks at me. Want is a powerful, attractive force. The need to release one's self moves in a silent energy that is our very existence. Our eyes lock. We take a moment to linger in the ritual of courting. The dance is slow and flowing. The movements, timid and evasive. Slowly feeling the lines of the primal darkness, absorbing the burning deep within our core. This dance feeds the burning. Pure hunger and the exchange of pleasure is a priceless gift of sharing. Respect in the understanding that sexual release is the fuel of our souls. The darkness in the veil of confusion becomes the light of your soul when you let yourself feed without thought, without expectations.
