Divinely orchestrated kisses

A form of protection, perseverance

Not even an impulse thought

A meeting, a joining

One with multiple outcomes

Soft and tender, passionate too

Exploding fire

A lasting desire

A breath of fresh air that lingers

I cascade within and without

My wings are born. The cacoon, my vessel.

I harness all the power of my elemental being.

My sacrifice to the irrefutable aromas.

Intertwined whirlwind of intensity.

This is what happens when you kiss me.

Home is howling to me, Je suis à vous.