I am always evolving, always shifting. You are like the serpent who bathes on the sunny rock of my being, basking in my warmth, letting your belly find it’s comfort among my breasts, my hips, my sacred places. I open to you, when you lie in awareness, and test my readiness with your tongue. Because you honor my undulating moods, because you take time to understand my tides, I can give to you like to no other. © m.c.