Fire Doe said: “Those who can see understand without words.” Today we will be what we really are. We will become two drops of liquid flame. From the depths of our souls to be born passion and expose the essence. Like two discarded snake skin of the body will remain lying under this tree. While waiting for us, they will be covered with dew along with grass and stones, while we enjoy love in a place that cannot be described in words. Our passion will be like a sculptor.
She will take two lumps of wax and melt them in hot palms, mix them together and blind them to something that tells her inspiration. To describe this night would be like trying to keep the sunbeam in your fingers. Where they played, soared, ran and splashed, there was neither earth nor sky, there was no top or bottom.
The bodies melted into the surrounding light, which was like water. Waves of pleasure, like gusts of hot and icy winds, alternately alternating, penetrated their essences, which became one whole...