galen

Tender is the warm night
My dreams take me to you.
I link to your soul
through your gaze
of unadulterated love & passion,
And our warm bodies
hold our hearts
in blissful tenderness.

Our entangled extremities
softly move over skin,
soft, quivering.
Our sounds become a symphony
interrupted by drumbeats,
interrupted by vocal cord vibrations,
interrupted by explosions in our minds
your tight grasp and tugs,
convulsions and pulsations
launch us both
into the great abyss of pleasure.
At the bottom, our mattress
breaks our fall
and we sleep.

In the morning i make you blueberry waffles, but i don't call back..