You will bare your beautiful skin.
I will smile.
You will lean into me.
I will moisten my lips.
I will break the rolling silence with a levitated rumble.
You will seal the distance with an incantation of yen.
I will lift the small of my back.
You will glide across my oily skin.
We move together as one.
We breathe the tantric cord of connection.
Exchanging psychic glances of knowing,
Smiling in all ways possible.
We sing a duet of movement,
Breathe the auric intertwining.
Penetrating the layers of emotion,
Diving timelessly through the fathomless tapestry
Woven of linen, light and sacred love.
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