His Trace

light paints pictures on the confines of her wall
dancing amid shadows  
masked, an unmistakable aura  
taking hold its sacred place  
he notices within
all of her little intricacies
seduction awaiting his trace
still, she lies in form
perfectly hidden
between each strap  
each step of life
feigning reaction
undue attraction
his mind moves over her curves
absorbing all of her
encrusted in her roots
a tree giving of life
not stopping
he sips slowly  
the nectar of her gods
her fortitude enhanced with his pride
day into night
the shadows lay down
so does she
aglow in the fires
burning exhaustion
together but still  
we rise
and are set free
Written by JusTim_
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