tribal71

the dew drops off the leaf and lands on my tongue as i lay under the garden of
a cascadeing misty green forest..a sunbeam caresses my soul as i feel the
warmth of your embrace, our lips touch
softly to the sound of white noise and
your eyes give off a radiance of pure
ambience, i lick your cheek slowly and you cry from the experiance of loss and
the joy of feeling again as i slowly go to
sleep while you fade away..goodnight
to the endless.