i am the warden of your pleasure
as we consume our cyclical nature
hand on pulsing
heartbeat
soothing yet triggering
the rush that flushes
your skin
you lower your pupils shyly
but your lips
exhale warmth
tongue against teeth
silently begging for
more and
faster
pressing my hand onto you
to meet the desired
pressure
i keep up the slow pace
and i hover
barely touching
my heat harbinger
and warden
of your pleasure
sweet shiver meets
soft moans leaving
mouth
ajar
when hand lightly meets
the tips of your
chest hair
the skin reacts
with a chill
hand travels up to
the throat and i
rejoice in the warmth
your skin clammy and
trembling
dilated pupils
as i lightly press
the heartbeat on your
neck
carotid pounding
airways shrink
and you
whimper
i can feel your arousal
growing heavy
beneath me
and you dare
not ask
so i don’t
oh how i love
to make you crave
and wait and
despair
slave of
your coyness
and you play it up
you know just how
much that makes
me tick
(you know me
so well)
our lips meet as
i continue to
press and
you’re so
eager i think
you might burn
at any given
time —
—but time is the
one thing that marks
the pace in which
we consume our
cyclical nature
and suddenly i am
the one in a rush
there are only
so many ticks left
and our time
together runs out
because
everything ends.
the sea
of your rapture
is vast
so much
still left to
explore
mouth travels
to your nape
soft and sweet
hairs standing
on end
tongue delighted
busy scouting
every inch
every dip
every hill
chest down taste
the hollow of
your belly
raises
and
sinks
as i
drink
from
you
babel tower
speaking in
tongues as
you
fashion
new
galaxies
of
ecstasy
breathing pauses
and i know you’re
mine
and
only
mine
scream
your
way into
a new
portal floating
in space
and stasis
an instant in time
timeless
perfect
unchanging
dead and reborn
and i hold you tight
against me
knowing full well
the limitations of
time
and
change
i don’t want to let you go
ever
yet tomorrow we
wake and we
part
a race against
the sunset
nothing
evergreen
reality
seeks
and
destroys
but tonight is ours
and your pleasure is mine
so sweet against my chest
so precious and gentle
beautiful soul
crossing the veil
lightly dreaming
in my
arms
***
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