INTRICATELY WOVEN

Here in this moment of the here and now as the rubble within our minds becomes even louder more than our ears can stand, with the sounds of the echos that bound off the walls of our minds sending subliminal messages through chemistry of thoughts. Yet it is those thoughts that have the tendency to seduce the very skin of our naked flesh, enticing all of our sexual emotional senses with an deeper craving for the skin of our flesh wrapped up within each others arms. As we make love within the dead of the night as we intricately become woven like an collabration of body and soul, entwine with each pulsating gyrating movement of our bodies becoming one systematically, inescapable fragments with an ambiance of illumination of primal heat that rises from within our nocturnal being as in body and soul in heart as well as in mind. But yet subconsciously we become more intoxicated by the mere aroma scent, that seems to seduce us with an deeper stimulation of a need and want to touch to feel to taste to smell, the ecstasy that whispers through the air pyschologically compelling our bodies and souls to become absorbe by the surrending of the moment in skin of our flesh in mind body and soul.