Like children opening their eyes for the first time; their first and last touch, in the embrace of life.
Two little thieves who cheated fate and ran away together.
Two grains of sand forgotten on a virgin island.
Two possessed statues figthing, crawling and begging for life and freedom, to drop all clothes and masks through one single act and sing the symphony of pleasure.
The nails sinking in flesh, clenching tight with flooding emotion.
Two souls afraid of burning alone merging into a purple pyre setting ablaze all the nothingness around.
Fingers running along, like innocent teens chasing the sun over bright hills.
Running like the wind.
Your skin calling my name like the naked desert dying for rain.
The crushing force and speed of lighting strike through a single soft caress electrifying all senses.
A numbing voice painting with words and every breath exalting with a shiver.
The pounding hearts holding the countdown of the inevitable moment drowning in a burning sea.
The meeting eyes devouring themselves with lust.
Bites of hunger for each other.
And thirst.
For the wine of each others sensation.
The bodies clashing like waves in a storm.
Burning out and spiraling so high.
Breaking the sky.
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