The Hydrogen Bar
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- Come, unbridled one. Take my hand, come journey with me. Let's start here, by the embers.
- Your scent magnetic, supple skin scrolled with Incarcate markings. Your muscles honed and taut.
- I love these moments of tension, where one slides to another and we can not be disassociated or made somehow distinct from each other.
- ...then the so-near-so-hot-so-quivery breath, silverslivers, coming in fits and starts, arrow notched, pulled taut but never shot.
- of the soft declivities of the gently shadowed-dusky neck, and nestled languorous scents clinging to the hair. . .
- Then, slowly, inexorably the eidolons swirl from the smokey clouds of sense memory. . .
- ....relax by the fire as smoke drenched in river smells wreathes us, finds us, fingers us, fondles us.
- The pine needles beneath spread a sumptuous invitation to sit, to unlimber Co-ax and Light Line and stretch out here by the fire.
- Verdant forest behind us blooms shadows rich with weaving bird calls, skeins of coded-line chatter and song and warnings to others.
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Come out of the doorway, baby. Now we get it on in the light.
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