Daily Rituals

When the world seems heavy, come to me, to liberate yourself upon my soft flesh as your body whispers truth into mine, my love.
 
Take me beyond the realm of vanilla honeyed lies, and bind me artistically to the creativity that remains untapped as you scribe your parables upon my soft bare flesh until I’m gushing.  
 
Quivering, in an avalanche of multiple earth shattering O’s as your eyes pierce mine; time & time again.  
 
Your tongue leaves the letters of your name scribbled upon the valley of my mons venus as your tongue pierces my glistening whole.  
 
Tease me & torture me into sweet submission, whilst ravishing me ferociously until we become one of the same and my flower blossoms underneath the pressure of your fingers and rock hard notions.  
 
Swerving and swaying as we become incoherent, and the temporal lobe is focussed on the sounds of our daily rituals from the shower, to the floor, and up against the door until we’re aching, for more.