The Rapture in the Procrastination

In the soft embrace of dusk, they intertwine, The map on the skins, following paths of longing, Murmurs gentle as down, hearts in harmony, In the intricate steps of affection, they never grow weary. Every caress is like a beautifully orchestrated piece of music, a wordless request, The edges of fingers carefully explore each bend and outline, Curves blend together, giving themselves over entirely, In the sacred space of their heavenly tie, where all their hidden truths are intricately woven together. Gazes intertwined, bearing bare spirits, In the profound connection, they ascend. With each tender nudge they unleash, they challenge, To explore further than they ever have in this holy bond they both cherish. Feelings intensify, a surge of euphoria, As they journey through the domains of ecstasy, limitless affection, A gem they will never overlook, in this refuge, They are genuinely unrestrained, intertwined in fondness's everlasting fabric. After the serene calm that followed, They remained motionless, enveloped in the lingering warmth of the inmost moment. Their affection created a safe haven, a peaceful stream, They procrastinated in this hallowed place, united by the gentle and kind steps of minds.