At last...

You look at me and your piercing gaze caresses my wanton seeking soul.
Who would have thought two broken beings together could end up being whole.
You unbalance me so beautifully, etherially touching the long lost corners of my mind.
Your touch has awakened something in my lifeless void.... My body responds in kind.

You break me down on the cold stone floor and take the pieces in your hand.
You blow them into the open universe and set me free like swirling desert sands.
You set fire to my being and shake my primal urges free.
You tore through my defences and for some reason you like what you see.

Every kiss, every touch, transcends the shadows of my psychedelic realm and heart.
I scream your name and savour its sweetness as I tear myself apart.
You taste like darkness, sin and secrets, a delectable ménage à trois I crave.
While writhing from your onyx embrace, I am free to misbehave.

I am not looking to fall in love, I seek the freedom to be unapologetically me.
I only wish to expierence the weightlessness of floating in this blissfull sea.
You push your hands into my body and teach me what it is to feel.
You tell me that I am beautiful and you show me what is real.

The pieces of my broken shell float serenely to the sweat soaked floor.
No need for me to beg or ask, you instinctively feel that I need more.
My core erupts in ecstacy sending lightning up my spine.
I carve a masterpiece into your shaking back, marking you as mine...

As we breathe eachother in, you gather me up from around the ground.
You press my shards back into my chest, in the silence echos an unfamiliar sound...
I have'nt heard or felt my heartbeat, since I died that night, years long ago and past.
I never thought the perfect imperfection of a fellow wanderer could set me free like this... at last.