Slow Tiger Licks.

The rain is coming down tonight just like last night.
It reminds me of how much I love the sound,
Quietly splashing against the orange and yellow leaves in the trees..
Almost dripping down inside of me,
Cooling everything that feels rushed, or hurried, or anxious..
Your presence is like no other...strong and inspiring, moving and unforgettable.

I think of our mouths stained with wine..
It's hard to believe that we didn't leave these mountains when we were together.
When our stories and bodies touch, it seems like we travel to distant places -
Your body next to mine--I swear your fingertips could write a novel across my skin

We taste the beauty; feel the beauty between us..
I could have swore we visited the ocean twice last night.
What a frenzy to have your heart thump against mine..
Your love burning like a wildfire..

Your wet lips pressed against mine..
The yearning we feel deeply.. 

Tugging us towards one another..
Pushing us to the animals we truly are..
 "What do you see?"

 "Softness."

 "What do you see?"

 "Passion."

What a fascinating life we have..
Small moments that no one would have ever guessed..
Remember everything is a fleeting memory.
Do not question where the small moments come from,
Do not ask where they are headed, or for how long they will be with you..
Enjoy them for the remarkable moments they last.
Unexpected. Without expectations. 

We must remember to love the roughness and the sweetness of it.

With slow tiger licks, long embraces and smiles.