And so it begins
casual looks, stray
glances from him to her
knowing gazes,
seductive scents ride the air
she motions, he beckons,
they agree,
interposing it upon their
consciousnesses, all thought
lost to foresight.

And so it continues
the trailing of finger
tips against his cheek
his breath, moist with
arousal touches her, excites her
she is his, as he is hers
prone bodies pressed
with but a
gasp
of air between.

And so it proceeds
travelers upon the same path
having walked thereupon many
nights before, the surprise rising
in their conjoined voices,
audible ecstasy permeates the air
while its evidence strays upon
every focused molecule.

And so it rises
two joined as a singular
unbreakable entity
their bodies joined, pulled
apart only to be pressed
together
once more, intercalating
vital pieces of tenderly firm
flesh.

And so it finishes
first one, two, another, three
from her, one from him, although
numbers are irrelevant, unbridled
passion swells, bubbles, boils over,
melting and melding, tempering and
finishing, the smoothness of milk
chocolate, white, buttery, and pure
amalgamated into creamy brown
the finished product a solution of
interjected bodies, finalizing in a
bath of cold, noiseless moonlight.

And so it ends
gentle, warm, and hence cooling
firelight from eight candles
throws shadows at the pair
locked firmly, the soothing calm
of afterwards pressing them to
one another, sleepless exhaustion
forcing closed eyelids open, dual
irises quadrupled by a multiplication
of two, for care for color was abolished,
when all became calm.

-mwah!-


Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Midautumn, in the year 118 MA.