Veritas Part 1

Every moment of life replayed throughout my soul with a touch on her porcelain flesh, a myriad of thoughts and dreams exacted into one dream unslept. A devilish masterpiece created by angels serpentined seductively with sin. Hues of violet-snow clouds graced thundered commands carried on fevered winds. A unimagined beauty held all time inside her stare. Eyes of ancient green, glowing as emeralds behind flowing raven hair. A soft velvet tongue rested between her fuchsia lips. Sacred rhythms pulsed as a erotic choir with the swaying of her hips. My sharpened nails traced glittering veins down her glistening neck. Liquid crimson trailing flat notes between the pleasures of life and death. Ecstasy driven fingers finding tense grips of awaiting lust, insanity purging every desire towards a orchestrated erotic touch. Our palette pressed this sensual act where few would ever ravage, streaking the colors across a flaming sky to our incandescent star canvas.