Rambling Nights #2

Decorate my soul with a collage of your embraces and kisses. Build me with our witty conversations and intellectual showdowns. Bath me with the romance that we share with a simple glance. That connection that humbles the hearts of villains and lost characters in the play of life! A non fictional piece of theater with the largest stage, and curtain call is what's feared the most in life, mainly because it's the only guarantee there is. 

Deliver that bliss that you give me with a single encounter with the tips of your fingers. Run them across my scalp as I show  signs of surrender.  Now slide your hand down to the right side of my face, slowly caress from my temple to my cheeks as you invade my lips like a wave of the beach on a summer sunset. One lip on top of the other. Moistness now conquering the dryness that once guarded my lips. As you tardily pull away your other hand appears on the left side of my face. Now that you are pulled back completely looking at you conquest, the smile that shines on your face admiring the your battlefield, then you peer into my eyes and become a captive to my translucent aura that seems to draw you into the battlefield once again.  Daydreams of a soft breeze and lowcut grass appears as a background of a compassionate sense of indulgence as we are now both confined in our moment of staring at the inner essence in which we both have longed so long for