The Breathing Poem by Brijaal Dana

The breathing, the rhythmic heartbeat, body rising with each inhale of every breath, the presence of the body in time with my every movement. The intertwining of our bodies as if to be breathing in a harmonic balance with the every breath of existence. As the neck, cheek, and shoulder becomes the residence of the tongue's utmost of all awareness. Stimulating the pleasure senses as the hair is swept through as if to become engulfed in a fire of total connection. The nape of the neck and back is a territory that is unbarred, uncensored and completely uninhibited by the pleasure pallet of tasting the flesh of an angel. Allowing the tongue massaging of the legs and hips and returning to the feet that have become like an exotic pastry of indulgence. The thighs, abdomen, the breasts, shoulders, and neck to the face of absolute BEAUTY! ! ! Fireworks, crescendo, explosion of sensory overload as if to see this beauty for the first time all over again. The breathtaking sight before me is you! Thank you my dear heart. I love you.........