I thought Hot Flashes
were a thing of the past,
but now . . .
here's our Johnn
stirring warm ashes, and
lighting a flame
to dispatch us,
to Paradise at last . . . ;-)
rim 10/4/05 ©
Hope,
Here is a little more wood for the fire then. ;^)
Inner Fire
Her eyes are closed as passion fills her,
aches her back in that moment of inner fire.
Every nerve in her alive to that moment,
as life courses her like a web of power lines.
Her breath, held as she enters a universe of unknowns,
she moves through star systems only she can see or feel.
Exploding novas of passion burn her, shape her, remake her,
sculpting her body into graceful curves of vibrant silken skin.
And in her slow soul tumbling fall back to this orbit of reality,
she is totally awakened to every burning fiber of her being.
Breath is random as she struggles to find her center,
still turbulent from the shattering of her bounds with life.
LOL
Hope you ain't seen nothing yet. Johnn, keeps the Lair steamed up all winter long. LOL