The stroke of your firm fingers through my hair.
There’s a soft palm upon my brow as your heart beats my drum.
Salt savored, compresses between our two exhausted bodies.
Head to chest, thigh to thigh, mouth to breast.
Drips of life trickle from giving places; both given one for another.
I bask in your glory; tongue so gently pressed, in a lactose tolerant drink.
The essence of expression, as overflow has flown.
Niagara has made her fall.

Sweet nectar fills the air as our minds drift away…

… just one minute past ecstasy!


Excerpt from "A Winter's Soulstice"
by
k. laBarron
Copyright © 2001 Well of 7 Publishing. All Rights Reserved.

this is the kind of read that keeps me toasty through these holidays and nights....

bringing in the new year quite nicely with this one, my brotha!

thank you

a

:hot: :hot: :hot:

did i mention that i think it's hot?

word dem keyz coz ya tips on a blaze
tyght flow of love :toast:

My brother, you sure know how to lay it down. Thanks for being my mentor!

i am with A~ on
this one...

winter snow love~

I'm in agreement with Alyce......this piece is sumthin' you can wrap up in a blanket and sip your warm tea to on a cold winters day!

What a splendid read!!

Continue sharing those proses!

N2