Burnt Sienna Oracles

The colors of her divine masculines heart embrace the inner, gentle, solitude of her euphoric scorpion stinger essence. While he portrays a sea of sandy raw death, he is intuitively welcoming with open cacti arms, the acceptance of her raw ego's infinity of terminal longevity. She is ready to hug. A prick and poke keeps the sin of pain and pleasure woke.

His Burnt Sienna west coast landmark inspires her to park her car and lay flat on rising ground temperatures--sand seducing with pleasure of hot chalky scratch marks up and down her bare, golden olive skin. The surrounding deep green cactus nearby reminds her of an admiring yellowed aura. A florescent brightly spirited fellow who brings her warmth of a mesmerizing mellow vibrant mood.

His desert body cavity touches softly -- the foundation of her independent integrity, as if a parent gently caressing the roundness of their babies infant cheek. Nurturing her inner child's desperate desire for emotional availability in the form of physical touch. A love language of hers humming to be sang, she compromises for his crow's caws and coos. A canyon owl of oracle inspiring hoos. Wisdom to be inherited, passed down, guided advice and free will directions to choose, life is too obtuse.

The desert is a home of its own, and here he lays himself, so vulnerably, in canyon sundried graveyard stone. She is his Aloe Vera and cools his raging, scorching temperatures to an appropriate degree of colorful splash.

Ascending and maturing in the dignity of their youth, they bloom tirelessly in priestess-priest energy. Union of exotic vibrant lovers, an oracle Burnt Sienna desert with a canvas of blemishing colors, hues of death and rebirth, souls now merge together.