Where is it that you find your wonder? 'neath the rainclouds with pitchfork collecting lightning, in thunder? ******* is king, Ecstasy queen. Phet is my thing with morning caffeine. Six days and five nights, the things that I've seen. The rabbits and spiders in the *** noodle canteen.
Where is it that you find your wonder? 'neath the sun with secateurs collecting the fruits of agriculture. Health is king, love is queen. In this new life, sober this spring.
The English language knows no accurate Description Of feeling “In love”
Of the creeping smile When they enter your head; Of the ecstacy When they fill your bed. When you lie together Skin on skin, A head on a shoulder Nestled in. Of the agony Of parting ways – Forever, or sometimes Only for days.
L – O – V – E Just one word.
Love for a child: Love for a god: Love for a parent: Pet: Friend: Love of house: Love of home: Love of sun, Sea, fresh air! Love for a partner: Love for a lover; They certainly bare traits Of one another… With a partner we may have Real love; Care, concern, Empathy, And sometimes we flash That in-love feel: Apaixionados. Empassioned.
Can we not behold the beauty of Passion For what it is? No pressure for the passion To deepen into love, No pressure to make plans To obey systems we despise, No next steps, Heart wrecks No expect-ations.
Just that creeping smile When they enter your head; And the ecstacy When they fill your bed.
I feel it. Everything. I feel it. Deep inside. I hear the shadows, And taste the light. I feel it. The crushing weight And the transcendence Of existence. My skin, my flesh Cannot contain this Velcroed spirit. I feel it all.
In Limerance Longing lust lingers A compulsion Stroking your skin with my fingers A sensation As my body wells with more than just emotion An impulse Leading to slow soothing motion I'm helpless Against your irresistible body None of it remains untouched Expect the parts the animal in me wants so much Soothing turns Gasping breaths Breathing and heaving in unison as I hold you in my clutch
Your whispers Longing desires of the night Our breath Heavier by the minute, we can't control try as we might The intensity Heightened with rustling clothes and locked lips Our clothes Light thuds as they fall to the floor A soft moan Letting you know I want more Your body over me, the most glorious sight As I gasp for air and sigh loudly with delight Our movements make the bed creak and crack Slow thrusts Arched backs I feel you throbbing strongly, as you fill me up with a part of you
The sound of us in ecstasy. This is where we create, Our own ****** symphony.
A piece written for and dedicated to the love of my life, Steven.
A little pill To enhance the night, Relaxation At its height, Lights shining A little too bright; Dance crazed Music is life. Coming up On a Mitsubishi, Living life In Ecstasy, Popping no stopping The party, until….. Ten years on I fried my brain, Dancing still All night long; Between the sheets Home, alone.
Scientists, after experimenting on monkeys, have discovered that Ecstasy can cause Parkinson’s in later life.