The Blazing Trail

We cautiously
follow the mysterious trail,
shades of darkness
form in pockets
to obliterate
the seeping sun,
the perfect cover
for me to pull your body
tight to mine,
our lips blindly
meeting to the demand
of our inability
to keep our hands off
each other

We can't deny our nature
or the urgency to fuck
in such ideal conditions,
that subtle breeze
adding an extra element
to engage the unravelling
of our clothes
to connect our vitality,
my length absorbed
into the sanctity of your body
steadied against the trunk
of a majestic spruce
towering above
our brazen behaviour.

Your fragrance attaches to me
weaving a spell
I will carry with me
long after we've parted.