This morning

A ball of oneness, we are curled together, interpenetrated. Our hearts are open, I feel you feeling me. There is a sweet softness within me, I taste you with every part of me open to your touch. I cannot tell where I end and you begin - our softening strength in the wet thickness of our recent orgasm is blending together and eachother's parts are ours as our love suffuses our worlds, softening and sealing us into a happy, quiet ball of integrated joy in the lingering afterglow of ecstasy. We stay like that for moments sweet enough to be savored timelessly. Only the rising sun reminds me of the new day and my excitement and joy to greet her every morning. Which carries us to the exquisite beauty of pinks, blues, golds and lavenders illuminating the gently breaking morning waves. You hold me again and in that new day my ecstasy sublimely breaks through me in an encore that washes upon your shores.