Written by: Rick Berry

Sweat, dripping from my forehead
Into my eyes, I feel the burn of salt
Trickling down the bridge of my nose
Pausing momentarily, before leaping
Plummeting with purpose, with desire
Landing safely on your skin
Drop after drop. Your body glistens
I can sense desire. I can taste it. 
I can smell it. The slight scent of lilac
Blindfolded. The trail leads me to you
Your sexuality has no containment
There's no stopping us, it's been unleashed
The fire is lit and spreading like a wildfire
Burning, searing, scorching the softness
Flesh touches flesh, desire, liquid, heat
Lovers engaged, connected, invited
More. There can never be enough
The appetite for love, it's insatiable

~Rick Berry