US....B 3.0 (from the Corona Chronicles)

 
The connection made.....

feeling the recharge begin again
energy starts to flow inside
Protons, neutrons, electrons

…..now I lay me down

the uncertainty
of tomorrow,
what it brings
be it light or darkness
under stress
the travesty, this
infernal mess

the only constant.....you and me
needing a holiday, needing relief
quarantine
isolation

please hold me tight
give me shelter
just let me in

us......b

3.0
male into female
just let go.....data flow
bidirectional transfer
quietly moving towards overflow

current flares and apparitions
vague obscenities
lewd vulgarities
utterances.........”oooooo shit”
and a chorus of “fuck me daddy, fuck me,,,,,,oh shit”

shifting
the atmosphere
repositioning the body electric
oddness and obsolescence

bright lights
fiery incandescence.....de la soul

stroking deeper, deeper
into the abyss,
across the divide
into the sensual stillness inside
your warm, dark, wet hole

eaten alive

feeling the recharge begin again
energy starts to flow inside
Protons, neutrons, electrons

a rejuvenation
a blissful peace

heavens breathtaking release
worlds away from
the sadness, the sorrow
the uncertainties of this strange new tomorrow

ignorant of all things except
the comfort found within
you and me, us.....b

3.0

     now I lay me down