Suddenly inspired

Fudo Myoo and Mika

A winking Fudo Myoo takes stick in hand,
contemplates Mount Hiei in the light of an early dawn and sets forth to brake his fast.

Mika is a temptress of glorious sensual hues to the aura sensing monk.

She is a friend, and is waiting for him and he cannot resist. Walking the mountain trails, where the Mamushi and Asian giant hornet reside, the marathon monk is circling there as well, one who cannot halt for fear of his own blade. This Fudo Myoo gladly treks to his goal which plays out behind closed bedroom shoji blinds. To feel her warmth in the coldness of his despair is to be reborn, justified and explosively blessed. He needs her brilliance, her beauty, her smile, her cat like hips, the movement of her shoulders when seen from behind, her long dark shinning hair which gloriously smells of earth tones and sweet flower petals. Her soft skin so enticing that he reels with pleasure when simply thinking of her softness, her contours. He imagines kissing her neck, her in bliss, and both of them falling into the heat of unrelenting passions.

Nicholas K F Matte