Primal

PRIMAL I crave your touch like the flower as it desperately rises from the ground to feel the rays of the sun. I tremble when your body meets with mine just like the leaf that blows wildly in the wind. My lips catch fire each time they meet yours just like lightening as it dances on the ground igniting everything in its path. My body floods with excitement each time I see your face just like the waves at high tide as they rise and fall against the sand. My desire roars like thunder, melts like lava, travels like the strongest wind, and rises like the tallest tide. You’ve lit the fires in my soul that blaze wildly every time I see your face. GINGER S.