Crickets chirp through the stillness. The quiet humming of tree frogs fills the night air. We lie in the tent like two doves. My face nuzzles against your breasts.
We have passed through the years like this. We find silent moments to ease each other. I feel your soft touch, the warmth of your body against mine, and the impenetrable darkness outside. Water rushes by in the stream below the cliffs. The wind rushes across the tree tops with a deep exhalation of the earth. You sigh deep in the night. Our closeness is a second nature.
But on this night some strange mystical force pulls us beyond practiced rituals into a deep ecology of intimacy. Our boundaries blur. I feel the earth beneath my soft flesh. I feel your body so palpable, so feminine. My thigh sinks into a tight crevice between your legs. You reply by slipping off of your lingerie. We melt into heated embrace. You whimper with desire

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