Intimacy

Intimacy at its finest
Giving the illusion
Of first-class silverware
Rich and wise
Honoring its crisp white linen
Creating the perfect backdrop
Bodies tangled in sheets of the same
The taste of all that is sweet
Melting into eternal bliss
Rolling through and beyond
Tastes of another world
Skin on skin
Language of the human form
Truth of all that is real
Expression without words
Requiring no more than a look
Construction of a cocoon
Fabrication of the secret religion inside
Lustful and full of desire
Longing, a thirst for its passion
One body on another
Breath of the same air
Promise between promise
The silent exchange of trust
A time to touch
And fuel the starving remains
Of a hungry form
Giving into cravings
Feeding physical addiction
Greedy for the high
Granting permission
To the animal within
An elevated sensational state
With the eruption of titanic proportions
Flesh upon flesh
Breath heavy like the wind
Intimacy is intensity
Intensity at its best