I see no problem
in the use of certain Tools
to attain certain ends;
but to rely upon a tool
is to handicap One's potential.

Tread carefully:
use Tools as you see fit,
but be used not by them.

now that we are nearly one
let us consume the other
and be tranquil in our spine
and darlings, ever darlings.
let us chime invincible
upon the  purposeful earth
and lounge in the quake
of it.

now that we are nearly one
let us pursue the rarity of our union
to the depths of our actual love
and be made perfect in the flaw
of god's kingdom, where man has raged
against itself, and joined the devils
of their inner dread.
let us coerce the seasons to a bliss
and reign above all unjoy
to be together, at odds
with the evening
of our mean
palace.

let us love the other more than we understand
and stand under the canopy of sleepless
love... forever.

Come into me.
Run your hands along my curves
And fill me tenderly;
I’ll welcome you.
By rhythmic passion stroke me,
Do it with your loving fellow.
Rush me with aggression
And then touch me with affection.
Make me sing, my darling.
Hold me close and make me moan.
We’ll lean in to waves of pleasure
and ride.
Let a grand swell rise.
With tantric tingles through our skin,
We will bask until again.