More than once has the fury of the "Dragon" raged.  More than once has his desire corrupted the balance of his universe, and more than once, has it left him exhausted and alone.
    Let me tell you of a desire that reaches beyond the emptiness, one that bolsters the grasp that falls just short.
  In my mind you are with me, your naked body wraps itself around me, and we linger in our content.
  You see, in my eyes, I see more than beauty, many women have stolen a glance, many have conjured dreams of desire, but you..........you remain.
    Time will not diminish my touch, it is as it was, secreted away, beknownst only to us.  Honored and kept, without desecration.

   You are the fire on the mountain, and your inferno rages within me..............

Shall I tell you of the rage that burns just beneath the placid surface.  It is a common bond shared by even the most timid of us.  There are those who act upon it, and those who dream of such.  Moments in time dictate our opportunities, yet never is the desire diminished.  
    I want you, as much as I ever did.  More than you can imagine, and almost more than I.
   The fury is real.

Ravage me woman..........I beg you ! 

How do you prefer your fantasy ?   

   This day, I prefer long, slow strokes. Tender is my love for you, as the quivering of your body mezmerise my soul. 
   Your flesh smells of anticipation and every movement is absorbed.  Be soft and gentle this day, for soon it shall change !