PULSES of the HEART

I often dream your face is next to mine as the stars are shinning against the moonlit sky.

I want my breath and my name to traverse your heart like the beat of yours next to mine.

I want more than anything for my love to repeat over and over again the pulse of my love begging for sweet release.

You are the breath I want repeatedly between my lips so I may taste and suck your honey.

You are the passion I do not want to live without. We are as if two spirits aching to be in one motion.

We are the pulse of everlasting love and lust woven into cosmic tapestry weaving our sensuous colors and light beautifully into the atmosphere.

Let me open your heart like the wings on a butterfly so that we may rise in the air and perpetuate this pulsation of our dreams.

Let's transform this fantasy into reality and erupt our primal needs and urges until satisfaction in repeated fury.