im here , '' clasping hands , smiling , he images the flow of her through her soles into his soul ; it is his astral presence opening its arms ; and he licks her , kisses her toes and licks at her ankles , becomes a slither of moist-warm adoration , a presence to her , a touch from within himself , letting her know that he is advancing , and it is up her thighs : tongue and fingers as tongues all about , flicking , and tasting , inhaling and massaging , working her like soft-ground after the rain , moving up on the clouds of his breath , misting , becoming her over-cast ; blocking out any other suns , oh , he is jealous , he is secretive , he is paranoid !