Her flower was wild and unkempt
Yet I loved her earthy essence
For I love exploring the wilderness
Gradually foresting my way to her wildflower
Nestled in her dense forests
Her lips bloom to my touch
Her core, expand
Waiting for my face to be tucked between her legs
She doesn't moan
She inhales deeply
Her eyes castaway
I know she's not with me there
We both are in our ecstasy spaces
Sex isn't about penetration
It's the transfer of energy
A symphony of fire and ice.
© LR









