Dream of this

We come together, near the end of the day.

Both so happy to see the other.

The light touches , the thankful caresses, grow in intensity.
What was a loving kiss becomes the beginning of a hungry attack.
Our hands, just before feeling the whole body fatigue of the work day,
Now spark and crackle with the excitement of anticipation.
So pure and right.
Skin like fire. Lips like dancers.

Each sign and touch a bit of heaven.