Vanilla vendetta

Vanilla vendetta.
Steeped in passion.
Internal demand, your chemicals release,  
to undo my thoughts rational.
Irrational takes over, and a deep yearning.
Subconscious desire towards that which is mine.
Pheromones release a deeper knowledge.
A deeper desire, to fill that carnal,
new depths conquered deep within that which is perfect.
Throbbing and moist, deepest affection as two become one.
The continuation of a race,
entwined with an affection,
deep beneath all that is us.
Locked and lucid, we are,
I.
You.
One in the act of, "nothing else matters".  
A light glaze of saturation,  glistening upon our skin.
Passion's labour,  not lost.
Sweet salty lament, glossed across the you.
And the I.
Pivotal moment and upon receiving conclusion, we are what matters.
No more..
Us..
no less..
As we create the future, passion infusion future.
Set in stone.
Meaning and emotion.
We are the future..