““INSIDE MY EMBRACE Pulling her closer to me as she sits inside of my embrace beneath the fragrant cool of morning, I warm her legs and arms as her eyes shine like dew over morning clovers, eager to bear the weight of this weary traveler. I kiss her in a way that longs for her love to be made. Caressing her underneath her neck and face I give my soul’s kiss to the side of her face, kissing her again above the eyes, sliding down the bridge of her nose as I find her lips once more. I calm her growing anxiousness as I reach my hand over her face, she taking my hand to warm her face with. I reach for her lips tasting the sweet nectar from her body and spirit as she takes her time loving me beneath the great red cedar tree that stands furthest from the house. She again kisses me gently having known from the day that we first kissed that I could never get enough of her love. I watch as she lays peacefully in my arms without any disturbance of any kind as a dark slate grey and rifle green flitter above from the leaves of a large alder tree. Seeing her as she is now I am reminded of how still the soul can be when looking at a painting. I now feel as if all of the simple pleasures in life have been granted to me as I watch her wrapped inside of my embrace.””
