Fireside Moments (A MODERN form for Courtly Love) Moonlit shadows and fireside flickers dance erotic sambas across his face -- to feel as close as that shadow to lay against him as the firelight, to dance just so... The taste of him -- salty sweet -- a rapture incomparable and warm, burning, branding my lips with his scent. Softly sighing, dying inside for just one taste of his honeyed kiss -- the sweet, satisfying nectar of his mouth. A symphony of sensation pours through me free range desire as he opens his eyes and smoothes jasmine dew from my hair.