Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance.
Souls are joyous when they sense their true mate nearby. Passion and joy emanate like a beacon from within, leading their lover home.
We are like the Ying and Yang, light and darkness.
We elicit great pleasure from each other in our sensual and erotic synergy.

As you trace your mouth and fingers slowly over me, my desire inflames. My nectar sweet as honey fills my feminine chalice.
Your tongue greedily feeds caressing my velvet folds, its serpentine tip teases my pearl making me moan with pleasure.
I in turn caress your erect sword, so firm in response to my passion. I am eager for you to sheath yourself deep inside me.
Let us begin our own erotic dance together, thrusting and withdrawing, taking us to the precipice of transcendent intense pleasure.