Central Vortex
Spiraling into space
Dynamic movement
As our energy forms one
Sequestered ecstasy
L'Estasi di Santa Teresa
Spiritual moaning
As our bodies entwine
Transverberation, our lips lock
Climax of Daphne
'Thou shall be my tree'
Consumed desire
Viewing your angles
Carving away the sheets
Revealing your majesty
I become stone, hard for your touch
Complex elements
A hidden light
Your smile
We become seamless
Sculpted synthesis
A triumph of flesh
Shared power
Caressed control
I touch you
I am a rough imperfect pearl
You are my baroque perfection