The hands seems to slow and time seems to stop. Fingers gently caress the skin, water droplets fall from the sky. Hair wet and clothes soaked she removes the garments that shield her from the cool air. She stands in the grass, bare and natural, letting the sky’s tears cleanse her. As the water falls on her it turns to steam from the heat of her body. It envelops her, a mist rolls in her mind and she begins to spin, not knowing where she will land. She lets her mind fly, fly away from this place of binds, lies, and nothing.
Hands softly stop her and arms emballage, wrap around her waist. Skin on skin, the one thing that can bring her back. Lips press from behind and touch her chin. They slowly déplacer down to her neck and shoulder, taking the time needed to truly take in the sensation. The flesh burns with passion and her hands close over the pair holding her close. The mist is rolling around the two and their breath comes in small clouds, heating the cool air around them. Their hearts beating in time to the thunder, feu pulsing through their veins, like an internal furnace.
Hands softly stop her and arms emballage, wrap around her waist. Skin on skin, the one thing that can bring her back. Lips press from behind and touch her chin. They slowly déplacer down to her neck and shoulder, taking the time needed to truly take in the sensation. The flesh burns with passion and her hands close over the pair holding her close. The mist is rolling around the two and their breath comes in small clouds, heating the cool air around them. Their hearts beating in time to the thunder, feu pulsing through their veins, like an internal furnace.