Coming together

We were somewhere deep, yet
 
he was deeper than the roots
 
of those cherry blossom trees..
 
rooted to my walls as my wails
 
fell against his eardrums.
 
 
 
we were twisted, nothing mangle
 
or torn but twisted as in so lost in
 
our commix that we were lost in the
 
pores of electric orgasms, unfilter
 
and untamed in our taking , we were
 
wasted in the scent of his and her
 
natural flavors.
 
 
 
We were interweaven not simply coiled
 
but forged so that he was breathing each
 
breath before my lungs could release it.
 
leaving us suffocating under the weight of
 
each mastered stroke..
 
 
 
We were coming , unbecoming in our cumming
 
together fuck faces was twisted in this mixing
 
of forever holding back the demons we selfishly held
 
in our arms until we were strangers simply fucking..
 
but not right now ..
 
not in this moment we showcased the scars
 
our backs bending until we formed a crescent
 
bending until nothing was moving but the exchange
 
of body fluids ...
 
a cosmic  connection
 
on a whole new level
 
because we simply came together
 
in the coming together of our CUMMING together .
 
 
 
Both naked to the core, bare from
 
the sins and faults of the past to just
 
him and me
 
he and I
 
to just Us..
 
Coming together...