FIRE AND ICE
FIRE AND ICE
There is something fleeting about love,the way it catches you unawares like the butterfly that perks on your shoulders making your heart skip.
The way it tickles your toes as it rises,caressing your thighs and swimming into your insides,like a battlefield within your tummy,you feel yourself floating,higher and higher,you can’t stop it even if you so desire.
This love,like a thief it steals into your heart,eating into the veins of your heart as it palpates beneath your chest,like drums it sounds,chasing the mountain of birds sleeping in your head you tummy goes back to fluttering like the lashes on your lids,your lips quake as the smile comes on tucking your lips,your palms are sweaty, your breathing is high and low and then low and high as your chest rises as a tide to ocean.
Love? It makes one delusional and one blind ,but of course they don’t mean that. .because..this love,fleeting as it is,is real,like the touch of your lovers lips to yours,soft,wanting,drinking and savoring.
it is as real as his flat palms to your chest,as his fingers caressing your bare back and his kisses trailing your toes to your neck,causing emotions to run wild while causing thoughts to fly away like birds in flight..
this love,like fire,burning your soul making a lover giddy in helpless desire,like flames it chokes you,making you squirm in a lovers delight,like burning coal it makes your heart jump at the glance of your lovers smile,like lava it burns your desires and let’s it sip out like liquid fire though your pathways that only a lover can truly taste..like Ice,it cause you to shiver as one in glaring winter.
Your sounds to him like melody to the ears,your cry is not one of pain but of passionate desire, your bodies entwined in the dances of the gods,thrusting and turning,body,water,sweat mingled in the midnight air as cold air kissed your backs and the dull moon shines into the candlelight harbor as you laid on the bed dressed with red silky sheets of your lovers finest lays.
And as his lips replaced every finger trail you drown deeper and deeper into the bliss of a satiated lover.
This Love..is not fleeting, this love is Fire and Ice.
Anyone with a heart, with a family, has experienced loss. No one escapes unscathed. Every story of separation is different, but I think we all understand that basic, wrenching emotion that comes from saying goodbye, not knowing if we'll see that person again - or perhaps knowing that we won't.
very true. In the end, we all need to live through it. Thank you for stopping by.