Fuel............Pt.2 (desires)

"He stoked the fires of long forgotten passions,    
with his artful lovemaking; far from vulgar and crude.    
It was tender and full of compassion ....in the ways      
the Kama Sutra. A much deeper kind of physical love......."

She came to me, brimming with desire.  A deep orange glow in her eyes that burned into my emblazened soul.  I am hypnotized.

I yearn so deeply to bring her body to that place
she has tucked away deep inside.  The place she fears to loosen.......bansheed screams of passion unfold and she surrenders all control.  She gives unto me her soul.  Gently, she spreads her wings and safely flies away to meet me in the air.......

.......her long, red hair blowing wildly in the breeze
She straddles my body, down on her knees
Palms of her soft hands upon my chest
Trying so hard to do her best to ignite my flame
Squeezing my nipples between her fingertips
Gently whispering my name, "Music...
Breath from her lips across my flesh cause me to tremble....

Legs open wide, she takes me to her heaven-deep, deep inside
I hold firmly to her hips.  I don't want her to move.
I want her to feel this thing inside her.  I don't want her to loose or disturb this groove.

My blood-filled thorn buried deep within. I feel the urgency.
I feel it's pulse wildly beating within
her sugary, wet walls.........the ultimate delight.
My queens womb regally open for her mighty king
Her lips surrond my throbbing manhood
They are so swollen-gripping me so tight
"Music, the melody is playing so loudly and the pulse is growing stronger.  As hard as I try to dance, I don't know if my mind can hold on any longer.  Take me please.......fuck me

Hands gripping my flesh tightly
Eyes locked together, we gaze deep into each others souls
Feeling things in unison that neither of us can can stop or control.....

.....or even want to.  Feeling things that defy all description.  Endorphins firing, friction, flesh slippin'
Tingles, heat, fires, sensual contradictions

A hunger that desperately needs to be fed, liquid screams, exotic motions, things seemingly obscene yet so sensually satisfying....
......in the grips of orgasmic bliss.  Growing hotter, harder and wetter.  I can feel the rain......

There's no denying
the totality of how we both feel rekindling these fires
that cause us to feel so alive..... again  

Wanting each other ever the more.
Cumming. Releasing.....crashing the ceiling, levitating above the floor......

...I now awaken from this deep, dream-like state.  A challenge
to speak about "Dorian, Phrygian, hyper-mixolydian" timbres with a certain seriousness upon my face......

knowing that my soul languishes in the moment when we re-discovered the joys of making love
........a burning in my loins from thoughts one can only dream of....

My hardness, in full view.  Decadent, delicious thoughts of being deep inside you.

........and I'm feeling no disgrace at all.