*I'm resurrecting some posts from the lost archives. This one was 100 Words on Sensuality. This was from the early, early days of the 100 Word Challenge. Enjoy.
We showered, letting the water run through our kisses, through our fingers on each other’s skin. You smiled at me, tenderly, your tears mingling with the water drops. Then you kneeled before me in wonder with the water running over your dark head and into my upturned mouth. I thought it holy as you gifted your kisses on the backs of my knees like blessings. I felt them for days -- a thousand blessings on the pale of my skin, alive and alight beneath my clothing as I moved through the hours. My skin now a shrine to your beautiful worship.