

The offering of the rose! He holds her close, intoxicated with his desire. It fills that air with a silent, sexual scent. In his arms, she lingers, waiting to feel what the carnal creature wants. She wants him to show her the hunger, that he wants to give her. She wants to feel what she does to him. He trails the petals down her bare flesh. Like a knife it opens her restrictions, making her weak in her own need. His touches melt into her innocence. The gentleness fades, lightness shifts into the darkness. Both masks of illusion are removed. Simultaneously. they willingly enter the transformation shift. From the wanting realm, to the realm of feeding. The veil of longing opens.