Angel's kiss

He watched through the open doorway, drinking in the beauty of her
soft naked body with his eyes. She had drifted to sleep giving way to
the heat of the day. The mid-afternoon sunlight reached in and
transformed her hair into a golden halo. He enterered the room,
circling the couch where she lay, never once shifting his gaze from
her. His eyes caressed her as he remembered the way exhaustion had
fallen upon her in ecstatic fulfilment as he shared her body with his.
Movement. From the corner of his eye he saw the beautiful creature
trapped in a web of death. He moved towards it and gently freed the
exquisite butterfly, feeling the soft caress of its beating wings in
his cupped hands. His thoughts turned back to the woman and carefully
holding the butterfly by its legs he held it against her breasts as it
moved its wings in an effort to free itself from this new trap. The
woman murmured as he moved the creature across her body until he had
positioned it so that its wings beat furiously against her clitoris.
The woman dreamed beautiful dreams that day of how an angel had reached
down from heaven and kissed her womanhood.