The Nature of Phosphenes

We'll make up for lost time while we frolic within the wholesomeness of your inner wilderness, at one with nature as our tantric orphic love evolves to the next level, liberated in the growth that has shaped us to be what we need to be, to nurture and nourish one another.

The anticipation of you embedding your roots in the depth of me as you penetrate my senses until I'm cycling up and down our salacious desires, leaves me high, completely sprawled open from the aftermath of our trembling little deaths, until I'm suspended.

The way you crave the cravings I have for you, from dusk to dawn, incites a lucid satiation but ever wanting more of you tangled up with me as we find a way to forgive one another for the way we've mistreated each other.

The way my lustrous ocean swells at the thought of you kissing me as you strum upon my glistening entrance, trailing my flesh with the heat of your breath, embedding yourself so deep inside me that we're unable to discern where you begin, and I end.

I ached for you in those blue tinged hours as my fingers danced upon my swollen bud, hoping to be elevated upon your heavenly devotions, laced with pornographic imagery that depicted our desires, and our shared love for hedonistic pleasures of the flesh.

I see you stripped bare as your hard cock bends me to your ravenous will until I'm gaping, and your translucent milk seeps into my being, blending into one another as we were, once upon a time.

I won't make you love me as sensually as I love you, if you don't already.