Element: Air

Air

This we create.

My breath, your breath

Joining, spinning, combining, becoming

Much more than our words;

The sweet thoughts of God;

The fluid we breathe as we inhale each other,

Love-filling our lungs, as we soar

Together through the morning,

Dew drying on our skin as we part the clouds,

Change the weather with our regard,

Sweep the leaves of the Worldtree ever onward

With the exhalation of our desire;                                  

As we rise.

We move soulward, on the wind of need,

Being the air hearts breathe

As our own hearts beat to Heat-music,

Making me rise against you,

Your nipples rough against my chest,

Breath fire against each other’s necks

As we rise.

We spin this world,

We blow, we swirl,

Lifting all lovers as we fly overhead,

Winds of sensuality becoming

A tornado of passion, of desire, of Love

Taking heed neither of reason nor responsibility,

Not while we kiss, not as you lift your breast to me,

Not as I suckle as we ascend,

Lifting everything with us in a spiral

That presses us even closer.

As I kiss down your body,

You shiver at my breath on you

As your incense rises to my lips

My hands moving along your lower back

As I lick you, tasting the first salt

Of your sweetness

As we spin, as we revolve,

As we rise.