The conversation between your fingers and someone else’s skin. This is the most important conversation you can ever have..
love is a language of the lips that has no sound and only finds a voice in the breathe that you make together...
Each kiss traced along the lines and creases in your skin...
Like poetry of fire and flame dancing off the pages, I write my best words with no sound but the gentle moan of delight....
Like stardust stirred into the sweet nectar of breathe upon body as the entire universe conspires upon this stage laid out before me and called...
You...
To know God is too know what a deep kiss can create....
What potential pours out in the pools of unknown ecstacy that I may swim in your being.....and lose myself in your depths.
To touch another in such a way should be the goal of every encounter...
Imagine the magic
~ Larson Langston
Each kiss traced along the lines and creases in your skin...
Like poetry of fire and flame dancing off the pages, I write my best words with no sound but the gentle moan of delight....
Like stardust stirred into the sweet nectar of breathe upon body as the entire universe conspires upon this stage laid out before me and called...
You...
To know God is too know what a deep kiss can create....
What potential pours out in the pools of unknown ecstacy that I may swim in your being.....and lose myself in your depths.
To touch another in such a way should be the goal of every encounter...
Imagine the magic
~ Larson Langston
