Thursday Night Ascension

Memories of how your body felt
when the flesh submitted
to sinful pleasures
in the pitch of night
Pressing into each other
squeezing like a vise
grasping to get closer
than the shackles of skin
physically will permit

Amorous friction emanates
melting my pulsing body
into intuition and senses
lust and passion
primal
necessity
dissolving into you
like effervescence
bubbles rising to the surface.

An astral experience
fueled by raw desire
my mind ascends to heaven
and bursts into infinity
as we lay hidden
a secret from the world
tightly embracing
under a blanket of darkness
in the back seat of your car.