Ecstatic

I remember the day. I met you as today when
I caressed your gorgeous face and silky hair.
Your body trembled with happiness in passion
of love. Your desire to be with me forever
unconsciously awoke.

They come thru my mind.
Ecstatic memories of when your glare faded
next to mine to become one for the other.
Ecstatic memories of living thru the path of
passion to be one on the way of our destiny.
Ecstatic memories of when our dreams were
destined to live together in a passionate
paradise that love would never end.
Ecstatic memories of when we promised to
die side by side and our souls will be together
for all the eternity in the penumbrae.

I remember the day. We mysteriously did not
want to finish our sexual desires. Our eyes
were fading in the passion and we were longing
for the warmth of our skin.

They come thru my mind.
Ecstatic memories of when we broke together
the obscene desire and lust of the forbidden.
Ecstatic memories of when we delivered the
pleasure of our beautiful bodies to make an
eternal sexual desire.
Ecstatic memories of when the oppression
of intimacy was the erotic desire of sodomy
with our bodies.
Ecstatic memories of when the orgasms were
the primary satisfaction of our intimacy and
our moans were the gratification of an
unforgettable desire.