The boundary

Jennifer Lopez Feat. Pitbull Vs Britney Spears Vs Rihanna - Against The Floor (Robin Skouteris Mix)

An artist, gifted, so precious, in love with the line.  Each stretch, thickness, width.  High contrast of the India ink to the white paper below.  If only she could control her trace.  Maddening chase for perfection... from her art at least.

Boundary line that her animal could not cross.  Yet however she tried, madness gnawing in her darkest recesses longed desperately to erupt. 

Trembling, she would fight.  None could see behind her mask, til she remembered the one.  His touch, drawing the pain, replacing only with pleasure in a glorious transformation.  Little did she know, but all she had to do was look at him, with eyes of trust, openness, and he would die, only to arise more strong.

So it was.

So it goes.

An advance passes, as she felt his forward press.  The trace of his finger drawing along her hair.  The heat of his breath along her ear... her neck.  Her eyes closed... as her hips advanced towards his.  Each colliding into each.  Drunk with desire.  Worlds had collapsed into only the two.

Wanting.

Drawing.

Press of heated lips, burning.

Drawing all oxygen from the other.  Replacing with the breath of love.  Of  passion.  Of the eternal.

Til...

Her eyes half hidden, returned.  To burn his mind. 

While...

His arms emerged from the shadows...

Of her darkness enveloping.  To embrace, to caress, to breathe life, over...

and over.

His light...

Though so far distant...

Simply burned to bright.

But don't hold it against him.