Wrapped in Petals of Fresh Scented Flowers

I pleasure touching against you;

experiencing, caressing,

growing inside you,

being enveloped in the

flesh of your being.

We are partners in pleasure;

sharing of want,

feeling of want,

pleasure taking, and

pleasure making.

You hold me as encouragement and feeling,

coursing in your arms and,

with your touch of hands,

your fingers upon a melodic

river within my cords.

You are the searing music played

upon my inexorable flow

of want where; I am,

truly fulfillment in the joy

of the being that is you.