Intimacy isn’t fair.
It leaves a mark on the most unaware.
Starting with a stroke or a whisper of a dare.
Intimacy moves a woman or a man to feel what is not fair.
Intimacy needs only a lion and his goddess fair.
Lips wet with desire and longing for that touch that is not there.
Bringing them closer until their bodies combine.
Surfing each curve with delight.
Intimate strokes and long breaths provide.
Thrusting deeply into the soul, making day into night.
Stars shining in the heads of lovers.
Exploding and projecting physical emotions.
The end leaving the lovers numb with intimate thoughts of repeating their act.