water tower

there lived within a single moment
a sunshine like no other

within the pounding heart

the sign on love

the tender tips of her fingers caressed me
the dawn it was , i was in the shower of the communal dorm

the water poured over me i was thinking about last night...
how we danced together me and her

*we drank cocktails together over the sound of fast paced dance music we could not hear so we spoke in each others ears the conversation ever more heated and passionate* ... :-)

hearts had throbbed and we danced almost alone amonst 50 people ..
sounds almost muted for the heart speak and passions aflame inside.

she crept into the shower behind me , clothed in but a thong and a soon to be wet tee-shirt..

hot floods of water caressed our steaming bodies,
her top against my back her thighs touching mine from behind..
her arms around me , her fingers in my soapy hair , scrubbing my follicles.

ummm it felt so endearing my fingers wraped round her upper leg ; my nails digging in ;-)

she turned me around , her lips hot and sensual upon my throat ...
hot and vibrant her teeth nipped my skin.

my fingers trembled as i touched her there .. hot foamed water jetting over her warming skin..

my lips pressed to her forehead , nibbleing and tasting her warm and vibrant goodness..

there was nothing to say for the two of us , passions pumped a melody of sweat memories..

her lips coursed my salted skin ... tasting me like i was a steak..

her eyes they flooded with feelings i was breath taken to feel inside me and i could barely look...

so i kissed her lips ; her lips of honey and cinnamon smouldered against mine  , we merged as one at the hip and the lips coursed with melting hearts....
no place to hide no place beside inside each others arms.. lip to lip tongues glided as fingers melted together...

*breathless*

*timeless*

*wet*

*passion*

we moved as snakes cradling the sun full of eggs ... the moon rocked to the skies of a throbbing tornado of passion and movement..

two bodies moving to a timeless melody of throbbing passion , the butter melting on the salted spire ... dripping wet exotic tightness ... the tempo one of the jungle savannah..

tiger and tigeress hunting the fortune cookie of head-full delight..

hunger pangs of the red meat eaters ... the savage delights of the temple of my nipples her delight to nibble..

she felt the warm flow of my tongue her breasts my feasting place of passion ...

the dark pink of her roses my tongues delight the bedding of her velveted verge the bedding place of the snakes of my passion..

her waters gushed inside her she throbbing like a tidal wave ... oiled lilacs and the birds singing loudly .. the flight of a thundering roaring tumultuous jungle alive with song and life..

we came to a passion the flood of hot warmth filling as it emptied the tiddan rivers ...
legs drenched in warm silky fluid and hot cum.. as we almost fell to the floor in our consumation.