First touches and kisses,
Almost like
A breath of a breeze,
A spring zephyr
Setting her shimmering,
Causing all of her
To tremble as
Their intensity
Increases,
As each new gust
Find its way into
Every hidden place,
Her storm rising,
Stirring and loosening,
Fanning fires,
Fueling flames,
As she rises...
Soars...
Bursts...
Into a blazing rainbow
Of pleasure's flames,
Over a private land defined,
By her lover's arms.
Donovan Baldwin