LANGUAGE OF LUST

There is a always a moment when words turn into action. Where the eyes lock, the head tilts and body temperature rises. Two mouths draw close, so close and the tongue stands on attention.

The Kiss. A Beginning and End.

Charm my brain. The anticipation of your head so close to mine that I can see the microscopic pores on your nose. A lyrical conversation between two bodies. Vulnerability on display, an out of body experience, that catalyzes courage, daring you to make the next move. It is the greeting, good-bye; writing the prologue and epilogue of our story.

These beautiful moments of intimacy that create the story, transforming strangers into intimate friends, vibrant moments of sensual depth that lock us into a synchronicity of flow.

Formal Desire Realized.

In moments of lust, there is no room for hesitation. We claw, push and pull at one another but do not pause. This is an unnatural behavior in a purely carnal moment. The body is primed to instinctively move, as they are slowly succumb to an elevating desire to please and be pleased.

It started all from the union of our lips. A bond not meant to be second-guessed. Our carnal knowledge elevating our senses, intelligence. A hope that burns eternally inside of us as we dance in our conversation and responsibilites with others, anticipating the next meeting of lips.