traversing love's landscape

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Your face is the most natural of wonders.
With eyes that hide mysterious beauty
like the luminescence of Aurora Borealis.
Tangling our souls in a magical dance
conjured within dark depths
of hidden futures and untold dreams.
Where fingers trail lightly cross the jaw
of great barrier reef lines
that impose appearances in stark contrast
to their delicate terrain.
As here, I, a weary traveler,
seek shelter deep in the shadows of your nose,
rising from the panorama of your face
like a majestic mountain.
As parched tongue treks slowly
the expanse of skin's desert sand,
pausing to seek moisture
in warmth's oasis hidden in folds of your mouth.
As it begs entry to the harbor of lips,
seeking to bathe in the still waters they protect.
In refreshments' soft ventures
of tongues' exploration through the canyon of an ear,
delighting in the plateaus and crevices
formed in the ridges of its beckoning landscape,
traveling still.
Tasting potential energy
suspended in waterfalls of perspired expulsions
beading down temples,
birthing molecular volcanoes
in eroticisms' sensuous staccato eruptions.
Where forever a lifetime of visions
shall stand a monument
in awe of your breath-taking beauty.

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