Friday, June 1, 2012

Behind My Eyelids


There is a vivid image of us forming behind my eyelids.

I see your eyes, heavy with wanting and needing, following my curves, up and down, until they meet my own eyes. I stare back, relaying the same zeal you've conveyed to me. I draw you near. You tease me before pressing your lips firmly against mine. I melt in your arms. You lie me down. The space between us grows smaller, and it isn't long before I can feel the temperature rising. Your tongue-so warm and talented- travels over every plain, over every hill of my body, and soon, into the valley. I writhe in pleasure, and moan in desire. I want more of you, and you give it to me. The rhythm is slow... nice... easy. You're so gentle and kind. Your voice rumbles in my ear. My eyes roll in my head. I cling to you, my body begs you for more. Any frigidity on my part is surely melted away in the form of perspiration. The friction increases between us. My panting and your thrusting are in perfect harmony-- In. Out. In. Out. In, out, in, out...

My mind has no thoughts. I can form no other words but "Oh... Yes.. More...!!" I look to you in a lustful haze and see you struggling to remain in control. The muscles in your face contort as you fight against my closing walls. Ladies and gentlemen, we seem to be experiencing a great deal of turbulence. Please fasten your seat belts. Your pelvis shakes. My legs quake. We each let out a sound, and together the notes make the most beautiful arrangement that no composer could have ever written. I am filled with the warmest sensation, and I can't help but smile. You grin as you collapse on top of me. Our breaths, our heartbeats-- they are one.

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