Light
by Jonathan Quince
Friday, June 11, 2004 07:00:00
The tides of pleasure coursed over and through us, rising and falling and rising again. A pulsating heat formed at the core of the pleasure, at the heart of it; and this warmth mirrored that of the sun above, bringing life to the world and sustaining its existence.
Under Luna's reflection did we dance the night, bright as fire shining in the darkness. And as the new dawn broke, spilling golden rays into the grey mists of night's dewy end, the heat of orgasm filled us still, driving our hearts and warming our souls.
The clarity of the new dawn offered new possibilities, new excitements and new dangers. The cycle of life held the promise of continuance. A world was waiting yet to be reborn.