Thallasic

In time, you will come to know the depth of my love for you as you fuck me ferociously in times of our mutual need as a lever to releasing one another’s  burdens, and we’ll learn how to make love and make peace, and not war with the things we cannot simply fathom, let alone drag out into the light of day as we dabble in the arts of sexual healing by channeling our energy into one another.
  
Freedom can be found in liberating ourselves upon one another until I’m quivering & trembling prior to cascading all over you as you pierce my six senses, and drive me to the crest of pleasure & pain as we bother navigate the shifting tides of our emotions whilst the weight of you comforts me as you wrap my curls around your fingers as you whisper the depth of your need under the ambiance of a flickering flame.  
   
Nestle into me as we chime into the sounds of nature whilst our primal urges divine our future upon the altar of sacrifice as we exchange monastic ceilings to bask in the sunlight outdoors as the scent of saltwater infuses the air, and the waves crash upon the shore repetitively whilst you leave me breathless and aching for more of you, pulsating in the depths of me.  
   
Unearth the unfinished verses that linger upon the cusp of our seasonal equinox as you peel me open and finger me gently until you find the pulse of my heartbeat as it gushes for you, from dusk til dawn whilst you invade my waking and sleeping hours, tantalising the fringes of my psyche whilst triggering my cunt to ache and swell to feel the length and width of you until I’m gaping.  
   
There’s nothing else for us to do but liberate ourselves like the famished hedonists that we are as we cling to one another’s flesh, like a raft stuck in a sea of tidal uncertainty as we charter our way through this thing called life, with the only compass being our heartbeats pulsating for one another as we strip each others vulnerabilities bare.