Bound

The allegory
of all things
him
mystified me
from the
moment
we spoke
in tongues
bound
like shibari
tongue tied
in revelation to
supplication
limbs
tangled
fingers laced
together
in union
whilst bathing
in a golden
hue
pressed
against
the reverberation
that pulsates
between
us and I feel
him
edging towards
his crescendo of
divine masculinity
climaxed
whilst buried
deep
and his
breathwork
cascades
like a symphony
as he elicits
my glistening
flow
gaping wide
sacrally  
as he stands
rigidly
whilst his
soft
spoken words
makes me
ache
and his
cherry hued
lips
invade my spaces
and
his tonal voice
resonates
as our souls
collide in HD
pixelating
our auric
field
magnetically
and I found
peace
within
the sacred
orchestration of love
notes
we share
healing in truths
unveiled immersed
in the
radiance of sun
beams.