Erotic Nature, a Poem of Times Lived (for the sensually daring) | Expression Session 30 Day Challenge
It all began with a steaming hot aphrodisiac potion..
As aromas of pine pollen and honey lingered past nose two lovers caught eyes.
Knowing, a wild ride was about to bring them to pleasureable horizons beyond imagination.
Gazing patiently, yet passionately, they gazed at one another taking sensual sips of aphrodites erotic nectar.
Provoking, pleasurable, sensual, sweet, salivating…
every drip dripping drizzling sip bringing their desire to taste lips hips and unfamiliar crevices to insurmountable heights.
Tongues licking Earthly aromas anticipating similar ones of bodies delight.
Earthworms intertwine and slip and slide as damp soil loosens and the moon sways an untamable tide.
Tides piqued and doves peaking, husks of corn stripped to the hips and provoking sweet moist lips…
Bonobos feasting upon nature’s bounty
two lovers consumed in the dripping glow of moonlites’ embrace.
Tree limbs spread wide and branches touch and tangle and thrash from every side.
Beyond nibbles to bites blood drips as sweet mango devoured like flowing flowing riverside delight.
Flesh and full rose buds dig deep into skin soft with sin that could drive any breathing being to seeing pleasure as the only worthy arrival.
Peaks and edges and twilight singing with vision beyond being but nowhere else but inside and outside and all consumed.
Volcanoes erupting, mangos sipping, limbs and thorns dripping.
Bonobos at peak insanity and insatiable satiated seduced profanity. Exploding from its core volcano erupts waters’ bloods brooding and boiling beyond screams to otherworldly dreams.. to lucid to describe.
Howler monkeys coming back down from trees...
after sweaty and long lasting embrace with eyes closed thinking of nothing but this safe and seductive and cozy comfortable place.
Breath slowing and slowly in between dreams reminiscent of post ancient screams.
Eyes opening. Spectators in shock. Two lovers realizing and remembering the space and the place from where aphrodites erotic and insatiable passion took hold.
Bold, as they were and crowd in shock the tea tempress said with expression pan dead... “would you like the kava crazy cocao elixir?”
Spectators jaws dropped and children peaking between fingers of the wildly flushed clawed yet confused parental prenatal paws.
Two lovers gathering husks from some dawn to another dusk. Leaving slowly and swiftly self consciously satisfied having had the expression of societal confession flow through in fury and flood.
There was no worry, no sirens yet. Another story of mischievous makings. Expressions. Only dreamers dream to let live
