Patterns Stories

Eyes dancing bright with the pure fire of inner light,  We meet and combine in our journey to the stars,  In the soft velvety darkness of the long night,  And unite in exquisite sweet togetherness.   Limbs and bodies dancing in intricate patterns,  We ride upon crashing waves of divine rapture,  In the ineffable joy of mutual passion,  And play among the pastures of a bright new world.   Fingers dancing and weaving their...

Don't touch without intentYour fingers graze my soulA scar's path in its wakeMy heart's not for rentOnly passion and zestWill I accept these daysArouse me with wordsRise above the restPieces of my heartI hold close and protectDarkness lurks deep insideNo more pulling apartAnother change to mendBroken wings time to healOur future not certainCertainly, not the endSin now yours to ownMine so long pastForgiveness resurrectedL...