Slowly I turn to touch you with my lips
Slowly I give you sweet kisses down
making you tremble with anticipation
Slowly I take you to the edge of a precipice—
a teeter at the edge of a fall

You cling to me
but you fall in the rush of your sweet release
crying your passion
into a beautiful embryonic abyss of mind and soul

Slowly you open your eyes and smile at me
Slowly you tell me how perfect everything feels
making us sigh and wish it were so
Slowly we return from the depths of our reverie
taking our time while we go