Reality or Dream

In my rappelling down, I look at bottom
the image, most beautiful is here before me
It's naked as a worm, slow down my impulses
reality or dream, surprise, enchantment.

She bathes bare in cool water falls
I am moved, I doubt clamp
is it a dream or just reality
the image reveals a woman of pure beauty

from a body like Aphrodite, has all the grace
gestures alluring would melt ice
Without doubt the highest I contemplate
will know places setting fire to my senses.  

God made woman, wash up before my eyes
may God forgive, my belly is in fire
the desire I feel, as a madness virus
to resume my momentum, landed in front of her.

Surprised just barely, to see me arrive
removes all chains, in inebriated condition
strip my body, pushed by, don't know what
but it's nice to be in her arms.

Without a word in a gesture, to me
hands on my back, trembling whole posture
a mouth incendiary, losing the senses
in an attempt to fondle the stroke rate.

Under the cool waterfall, fire is not extinguished
We're going to the beach with folding hands
our hungry mouths, taste all parcels
skins wet, igniting more inflammable.

In your cave in fire, grabbed its lips
giving our game, a little more fever
your clitoris erected, as I knows so well
sensuousness get entangled over luscious desires.

Our tongues are fighting, activating the rise
Of orgasm seamless, ready to explode
Our two bodies consumed by such ardour
embraced arms, or luring reality.