He was a great passion
moving through me like
gushing water, whirling
me around like a spinning
saucer, a blazing windstorm
sweeping across my skin,
his big **** pounding
inside of me, shaking the wells
of my heart, screaming vibrations,
sleek sounds reverberating
around the open space as his
hands caressed my thighs and legs.
His smoky desire clouding my mind,
filling my vessel with earthly depictions,
paradise fulfillment, melting my soul
in the steamy streets of love,
written rhymes like sweet poetry
streaming in my ears – alive,
igniting supersonic sound waves,
warm mazes, his magic mansion
an all-night romance stretching
my body out like silky sheets.
And his dark, star-shaped eyes
reaching inside my existence,
enveloping my thought process,
taking me to a place of phenomenal
depths, and I could feel ecstasy erupting
within my bones, wild explosions
on overload, floating in extreme devotion,
as I let go and release pearly liquid all
over his flesh.