His hands run through her hair.
Waves of dark amber flow between his fingers.
Legs kick off his pants.
Anticipation rising to levels never seen before.
He hold her face in his hands.
Kiss black red lips gently.
Tongue travels down, further then before.
Tastes of musk and sea water fill his mouth.
She guides his head, his mouth, his hands, his heart.
He is under her control, her spell.
He moves up, fumbling towards ecstasy.
Fingers grind at flesh, fingers trip towards eternity.
Manhood in check, pushes forward.
Throbbing towards the dark opening of excess.
Motion controlled by separate worlds.
Sighing, crying, dying, feeling.
She stares at him lovingly.
He stares at her with eyes wide with fear.
She closes on him. She tightens the grip.
He falls back into his mind, wondering if it will be like this always.
Heat rises towards heaven. Fear banished to hell.
The writhing bodies climb to places never seen or felt.
He looks down. Sees the sliding,glistening hardness.
Imprints in his mind. Shadows him through his life.
The thrust grows faster. The moan grows deeper.
All conscience thought left, All animal needs brought forward.
He feels the rise, She feels the rise.
Screams of agony, knowing its over for the moment.
The fall on each other. Breathing fire.
Breathing force. Breathing ecstasy.
Realizing the Heartless,
Is you.
I see the sound rushing towards me,
I feel the speed hit hard.
Doors opening, windows closing,
The rush hits, and i cannot see your face.
Inside, anger, despair, wanton and abandoned,
A simple cut and grown into a heart attack
You make me feel like shit,
You make me feel like god.
I slip into the black pool,
and loose myself in the black book.
Time keeps ticking....lives keep changing,
And I....I stand still...feeling the buzz.
Why do i keep coming back for more,
I'm never the same after ever first meeting.
Cigarettes hanging from your words,
Smoke clouding my judgment
The lies you tell me, The truth
Truly, Deeply, Breaking hearts right and left.
The fantasy held so long, The hurt rearing its ugly head,
Tonight i lose myself in your wandering eyes.
I see the prowess of your mouth, the prowess of your tone,
I feel the slime coming from them, the red magenta pain flowing.
I notice all....but see nothing.
According to some people i should show some of my writing to others.
So im taking a risk and trying it out.
My writing is the one thing i am supremely proud of and in the same time...horribly shy about.
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