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Cabalistically

When he strategically places me up against the wall, and gazes upon my tilted ripened peachy carnality as something he can capitalise upon as he battles with his demons, I'm never quite sure of the wave he rides as he grips me by the hips as we navigate our way through the motions pertaining to his brand of therapy, and his flashbacks, are counteracted by my soft spoken words in the ambience of a flickering flame as his flesh ambushes mine, ferociously yet methodically, as he reclaims my flesh as his own.
  
Triggering, a bonfire in my loins as he yields to the unspoken whilst serenading my soul upon the axis of his nocturnal deviance whilst his shades of light & dark collide until my splayed cascading waterfall flows upon his swollen king tide, and we go to war to battle the unspoken whilst he harnesses my flesh to penetrate his senses, coiling himself upon my bare flesh as he grips me tightly by the psyche, until I beg for more of him in the depths of me as we reminisce on the lucidity of shared dreams, and days gone by.  
   
Embracing, his unorthodox ways as I channel my love into his being whilst he wraps me in shades of rose quartz whilst we merge, and become one, and I'm breathless as he glides upon my silky crushed velveteen whole, pulsating and gripping him uncontrollably as we temper our mutual desires upon the duality of lust, love and everything in between.  
   
Painting my lips with his creamy notions, and we're entangled beyond the pleasures of the flesh as his alpha emerges and heals my internal fractures with kisses that take my breath away as we play, boundlessly, without any boundaries as my body serves his will.  
   
And his will is to love me unconditionally, for better or worst, whilst we heal one another on a higher plane, consciously, whilst embracing the beauty and complexity of his amatory exploits as my flesh serves him cabalistically, in worship.
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