by axxxm
24/September/2023 in Kraków
When my hand touches a wet part of a woman's body,
I always feel "I'm touching the lake"
Kiss is continuing......
Slowly my right hand moves
from her back
to her shoulder
from her chest
to her belly
to her underwear
And the moment my middle finger touches her watery part,
I feel I'm touching the lake
In my imagination, a lake always looks mysterious & mystical
Not like the sea,
Not like the river, that can exist next to the human society,
the lake is always separated from the civilization
Still remain innocent
Still remain pure
Still remain intact
To reach there,
we have to take time,
we have to go through several forests,
we have to get deep into the nature.........where we all humans come from
Finally,
I touch the water of the lake
This unconditional warmth
This unconditional tenderness
This unconditional forgiveness
This is where I am accepted