Nectar

Two faces looking towards eternity.

Soft sweet curves and edges. sweat, like sweet liqueurs poured from our skin. Driving the two, deeper into intoxication. an intoxicating dream left by souls that met by early dawns day.

Now sleeping side by side under God's canopy of lilac"s and lilies.

Sweet blossoms, her breast.

Flows endless passion and yearning.

Two involved in sweet liqueured, dazed and in a brilliant state of heavenly awareness.

Awaking, from the currents of passion into steady poised anticipation,

of the next encounter

awaiting them.