inannamute

It all starts with this, a prelude, a kiss. A wish for something, a longing to feel. A sense of absolution, belonging. The sweetness of your hands, bringing me close. Glossy, glowing, stomach wrenching sensation. A sound and I disappear, don't remember who I was, where I am. I'm connected through the corridors of desire, walking to ultimate unknowing, undistinguished complete. Fantastic blue, red. No colors anymore, and then, all colors. I return, but am disappeared. Lost myself, lost my way, lost my head. Touch me again, so I can feel.