Beyond

Memories of the beltway encircling my mind. Crossing over the bridge of time as my words enfold around my pen as we danced. Now the ink has dried, leaving tears in my eyes, but you are never far away. As I hunger for your green eyes and the scent of Erotic Passion. Mounting my cock as you swallow it whole. Slipping and sliding by the slide rule while you tickle a star. Returning to me in haste at twilight beyond the gate.