Artelier

Your touch
is numinous
yet
dangerously thrilling
as you push me
to the edge
of my
senses
whilst you
tantalise
the perimeters
of my
psyche
to no end
as the amorist
in you
fingers me
gently
but
intently
almost
saliently
until you feel
the quivering
of my
plush
velvet crush
encased around
your digital blissfuck
and
my yearning
for you
becomes
ever more
ineluctable
and
as insatiable
as you are
you
temper
the rise & fall
of my
breath
whilst you ensure
that I leave
a trail
of
evidence
upon your flesh
and
the glistening
flow
of our
elucidation
is more than
evident
as you tap
upon
my swollen bud
as if you were
playing
a musical instrument
instrumental
to the way
you have me
sprawled
before you
reaching
for the divinity
that resides
in your touch
as the celerity
increases
and
leaves me
breathless
on the brink
of
la petite mort
as you
trigger me
to forget
the minutiae
of my day
as your kisses
grace me
hungrily
and
we immerse
ourselves
in my blatant
oppositional defiance
as I revel
in your
quixotic nature
whilst compelling
you
to explore
your self
beyond
existing limits
until I'm
knotted
and
suspended
shibari style
beckoning you
to find
the right balance
between
pleasure & pain
as you
deliver me
unto
the threshold
of
radiating esperance
whilst
our hearts
heal
and
our souls
dance
upon
the
auric planes
whilst
merging & swaying
punishing
my arse
ever so
sweetly
with your
blows
as we
colour
one
another
in iridescent
shades
from
pinots palette
until
we're both
intoxicated
and
yielding
upon the axis
of
one anothers
artistic flair
whilst painting
the walls
of
our psyche
with
dreams
unspoken
but
felt deeply
and
the ache
in my
cunt
leaves me
swollen
and
gaping
by the
time
you’re done
medicating
me
and
I’m addicted
to
your sweet
love.