SKIN OF FLESH

What is this nocturnal creature that lives deep beneath the dimensions of our being, that hides within the darkness of our transcending thoughts of lust filled with so much passion, seducing the skin of our flesh but yet as I admire you from afar as the light from the candle shines against the silhouette of your body.                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                            I have become mesmerize by your body with its curvacous hips and sweet thighs and lustful breast and deep eyes, that seems to be drawing me closer into your metamorphosis that has stimulated every senses of my vibe for as I look deeper into your eyes, the craving teases me with an sensation of a want and need to hold you as I look even deeper into your eyes seeking the very doorway to your soul of souls.                                        
                                                                                                                                  For as I hold you in my arms and feel the skin of our flesh burns with enternal heat, as the connectivity of our beings become consume by each touch each kiss that massages the body and soul with each equal exchange releasing, the nocturnal beast that dwells beneath the skin of our flesh as the rage incites penetration of gyrating exercises for the body as well as the spirit of our souls.