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