Fog and Moonglow

Slipping into candlelight
Your body shadowed
In a rugged pose
Quivering but not shy
Sliding my hands down your spine
Kissing the top of your shoulders
Spins my senses
To set this scene in motion
You turn slowly 
The smile on your lips
Melts my mind as I move in
With fingertips across your mouth
Then tender lips to follow
Connecting the dots with my tongue
The smell and taste of skin
Permeating our passion
In an auditory tone
This slow Tantric state of being
And the breath that
Escapes our lips in long sighs
To my joy you take lead
With an atmospheric hold
And pressure of your own
While the heat of this moment
Rises and falls
With the shadows and fog
As the candles wick
And this stick of incense
Sweats with each touch
Of sensuality so slow
 These lovers
Melt completely into moonglow

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