Amidst lovemaking

I slept with him yesterday.
It felt a water painting.
Clarity!
Beauty!
All transcripted in symmetry.
Colors!
Harmony of shapes!
Of his face out of lands of transparent frozen water.
With tenderness and lightning,
Depicted further.
It came a robust sculpture.
Tender to the touch of my fingers.
In a clear white tone,
inviting anytime as the first time.
Everything mixed together.
On a mature contour.
Inviting my hand.
For his bottoms as designed on a tender human model.
For the strong yet soothing refined lines of his arms.
Inviting my eyes,
On the gaze of water eyes,
Contained on an almond shape,
In an abstract sleeping beauty contour.
With his gothic arque lips.
Covering an ray of light
Out of the shine of his smile.
Entrapping me!
Over and over!
Inviting me on a kiss!