Within Soul speaks

A Story by Souladareatease

By Grace and Soul

Grace:
Nights are deep in haven glades
Its dark velvet against the sky
Smoothness of touches
as drizzles of rain fall
like a gentle caress
on coral blush lips
Sighs of the wind
over tree tops
leafy confetti

Souladareatease:
Lush fields spread out caressing time
pausing breaths en-rapt by sensual zeal
whispers of plush
caressing fair fawned fertile grounds
in secure supple sate
as rolling hills play
betwixt dandelion and sugarcane
hot winds send
sweetened blow

Grace:
Lightning flashes on velvet sky
Thunder that rumbles
Ring the bells
Beyond twin peaks
Supplicating hands towards heaven
Give them all the manna
Ambrosia of the gods
As pestle ringing
pound the mortar

Souladareatease:
Within perfect storms Heaven glows
blessed nectars rain
falling fortuitous phalanx
kisses pouring claim
high dripped passions swept
held in crystal lovers cup
tea for a two
sipping decadent you
earth embracing sky

Grace:
Rumbles of thunder dying away
Clashes of lightning go still
Caress of falling leaves
Sinking of satiated souls
Onto fluffy mossy bed
ember smoulders
wants smothered
For a while
Passions sleep.