She lays where these fingers stretch out upon her
naked to the air she dreams within the silent song
of the heavens parading upon her tingling flesh
wanting the consumption that fills every aching moment
every tear filled embrace, that draws her body closer
to the arched desire that rages deep within
fills her body to the aroused sensations that rips
those dreams into a thousand shards of beings
All dancing upon her form.

Alisdaire O'Caoimph