Captured pure energy inside a glass escaping like water thru a leaking pipe why can't our love just last.
Holding on to your soul is like catching the wind flexible yet unbreaking, twisted like your promises and unkind like your mercy. Passion is what we find here undamaging like a thug in the hood addicting like the narcotics he sells deadly yet it makes me feel oh so damn good. The sensation left behind by your kisses left in secret places left my thighs shaking and my body hungry for your embrace. Please shackle me in your deepest desires sentence me to slide down in to the pits of your untamed fires.
Your fantasies are unknown to me leaving me blindfolded to fumble my way through the mine fields between temptation and ecstasy.
Your erotic thoughts are forbidden fruit I know the rules but the freak inside demands me to more then mealy look.
I experiment touching teasing tasting drinking your every reaction to attempting to bring you that much closer to satisfaction.
We begin the rise to climax you try to slow my ride but the passion mixed with sexual desire have left your words to fall on deaf ears the motion and friction of two bodies looking for not merely satisfaction but completion of this sexual journey that may very well bring us both to tears. The Plato is reached and yet higher we continue to rise no energy to go on but our bodies continue to collide. Finally an explosion of organisms and tears
Yes you are my worst fears now there is no where to go but back down no way to further climax we have nothing to say not a sound.