White Silk

Darling I had a thought during the night I wanted to capture and hold in the clarity of the day. It is an image, a concept, a pictorial representation of all you mean to me... What is it?

White silk.
? ...

I hear you ask the question and laughter ripples through my thoughts.
No darling, I have not lost my mind... Just my inhibitions, the sadness and uncertainty that has haunted me since childhood and you are the reason...

Now let me tell you why white silk will be always now have special meaning for me... Just as you do. Silk is one of the strongest fabrics... People everyday trust their lives to it jumping into the sky to experience new sensations the silken canopy can give them; the freedom to enjoy the world, the time to look round and appreciate the beauty of God's earth, to float with the wind and yet be in control of their direction. Silk is also synonymous with sensuality just as you are to me. Just as silk moulds itself to my body your arms, mouth, legs and manhood fit every contour of my body, stimulating and tantalizing… sliding over me, into me… until I am flowing on a tide of sensation like a silken banner rippling in a summer breeze. The ripples of pleasure you breathe into my body have no beginning, no end and I cease to exist living only in the beauty of your touch... Why white silk my darling? Because I when I look into your eyes I see the purest heart I have ever known and the fire that burns within me with your touch is the white hot heat that melts away all impurities.

White silk also embodies the peace and tranquillity that you have brought to my life.

Thank you my darling for the beauty of your friendship…