nuclear weapons

Humid Monday night. Smoky glaze, when I close my eyes I see flowers and sometimes a beautiful girl ice skating. I love nothing more than to be touched, and my sensation builds. I am very lucky,I give myself time and space..I let things settle. I sink and sink and smile a little. I have done this before,I know this man and I feel magical. I smile more and sigh. I feel more than I can, I explore more than I can explain. "This is me" I often think. I feel in my element,on a homemade raft floating around the tropics. I love this man and in this moment I feel simply fantastic.