A brand new day, a familiar sight, One to be remembered each time. Lust, love, longing, You beckon. Becoming one with beauty and with reason. The morning hath come, glory in both meanings. Protrude, extract, Bliss. The endless deep gaze, exploding in silence, Words that cannot be spoken. Awakening with urges, The beauty turns to need. Animalistic instinct radiates throughout the sheets. Power, pace, swiftly bringing reason. Clawing, clinging, a mix of emotion. Heads swimming, bathing in pleasure and sweat, Guttural moans and...