As males of the species we may only be able to
scratch the surface of understanding the depth
of love & passion between two women.
More often than not I believe they have the
purest blending of heart and minds simply because
of their capacity to give totally of themselves.
I don't intend to speak for all men but sometimes
I feel our own natures might limit us in truly
giving of ourselves without holding a small part of
us back.
Sure, the same can be said of some women as well but
by and large I view them as being more in tune, in touch
if you will with what lies hidden within another woman's
heart and soul.
For those of you who have experienced this very thing
I'm sure you understand what I'm saying.
Those quietest of moments when your mate looks at you
with eyes that you know see into your very soul.
Her lips upon yours so tender, so warm.
Her hands touching your face as you surrender yourself to her.
The parting of your lips with the warm wetness of her tongue,
nipples brushing against one another locked in this lover's embrace.
The slow burn within each of you as nimble fingers soothe
hungry flesh. Feeling her take the very breath from your
lungs as her mouth covers yours.
At this moment, in this quietest of times that slow burn becomes
a raging inferno.
You would give anything she asked of you to
always stay within her love, within her heart just this way.