Through rocking movements on the bed,
I discern that you move, down and down
And down again. An immense pleasure,
A thirst unknown before, quenched,
Quenched well in every drop you make.
The valley that parts and in parts, bliss,
Wave upon wave of which sweeps over me,
The peaks that rise with every fall,
Oh ,what will I not give, to live under those sheets,
The curtain, as it may seem, that covers your chastitiy?
A plunge, a chill down my spine as it happens,
I’m one with you, no more shall playing help.
Hot and cold, cold or hot, thermal determination off for a toss.
And with it goes the other determination too,
No match for the allure of pleasure, albeit painful.
Your flowing arms embrace me, in a frenzy that knows no bounds,
You pour yourself, slithering serpentinely, wrapping me around,
The fiery cobra in heat, engaged in a sensuous dance.
Short of breath, yet not of carnal bliss, I keep coming up for air,
Alluring although elusive is your aroma, that keeps taking me deeper.
But where lies the source of all bliss, whither thy spot?
“Go deeper, go harder”, you tell me,
So I dive, headlong, into caverns of carnal paradise
More and more of your essence runs through me,
Cooling my steamy loins, and the heat in me,
More of you I relish, you, Nature’s favorite daughter,
More and more, until there’s more of you and no more of me.
Losing to you, losing myself in you was the best victory I’ve had.
And I shall lose, lose more, until I’m no more me.
Until you the chalice I drink from, shall let me pass
Shall let me pause, on her sacred cradle, on the bed of Creation.
