FATIN

Something deeply mysterious
happening here.
A re-awakening of the life-force,
buried deep within.
Her sighs call forth
Ancient passions,
A world, a time
gone by.
She dances before my eyes,
Fatin.
Princess of the Dark
summons,
calls;
her charms,
irresistible.
She swallows me,
plunging her mystical depths
reality wavers,
dark, moist,
warmed by the Primal Fires.
A swiveling, swirling embrace,
rhytmic dancing,
thrusting forward,
circling around.
Minds spinning,
dissolving
we transcend boundaries.
Union,
re-union...
In the beginning.