As we lay huddled entwined,seperate yet one,our bodies quiver,the anticipation,nearly painfull,i feel your hot breath on my neck,your chest heave into mine,such soft supple beauty,a touch frozen in time for all ages,as our eyes meet,we both know,perfection pales in the light we create,your sweet smell of yearning,pouring from every pore,its taste of honey,surely this is the fresh morning dew of eden itself,as my cheek traces your navel,writhing i feel the pulse grow,our breath meets, as your loins welcome me to what is rightfully mine,for as your body clentches,as you close your eyes,all doubt removed by an instance of purity,puzzed,amazed,yet none of this matters,eluding yet inviting all at once,as we shudder in the dance of the immortals,our eyes meet once again,without seeking for they have found what they need.