DEEP

DEEP

When he dips down beyond wet, humid lips,

His iron hand ripping my skin with icy fire,

I open wide the gates to secret lavish lands

Where he must appease and quench all his desire.

No veins can hold this fire of Hell; even satiate,

The calling of my want, the rending trembling hips.

I let him pass, so free, beyond my promised gates,

I let him stream my warmth, with his surrendered ship.

I follow him in height of climaxes like dunes,

Moving with winds of lust in red gold deserts. Goes my hand

surprising his own needs...the piercing points of ravishing new moons,

Unwinding raw sensations, with their diamond wands.

I'm burning while he nourish my fire with his breath.

I faint in depths of beauty, his eyes upon my breasts.

It's ending our journey...There's a feeling of vacuum.

That nothing's left behind us...In love and bliss ,we rest.