VAINA: viisikärki

With every whispering pulse of thy open heart, I find this intense dance of bending shadows too tempting to resist. Holy metamorphosis from my dry and dissonant dreams to harmonious reality has begun and I experience an altered state of consciousness. I'm in unbearable heat and thou are hunting savagely.

When I bypass the ego, a perfect organism strips down a massive veil before my eyes. There are secret rooms in this labyrinth, restlessly longing for my unlocking. Calmly I float deep into thy tight womb.

Little by little I merge these untouched fragments together. As a whole they build something supremely beautiful on my intimate tabula rasa. The most rewarding treasure is lurking silently in the autumn of our lives. In confidence, thy crawling fingers are slowly uncovering the transcendential ecstasy and magical liberation.

I errect this glittering monument for thy sensual glory and softly penetrate the ring, that you offered. The funeral turns into a lusty wedding. There's a chance to die, but what are the chances to live anyway. If thou desires to be taken, let it all to be washed away.

Thou pushes towards my naked cell, which forces me to dive into an introspective state and reach my conciousness. Moving in and out, in-between different points in time and space. Reading the lunar scripts written with wild flames of the fallen sun and feeling the gentle touch of the weeping midwinter tears. Listening the wicked melody of the howling wind that carries the bitter perfume from the voluptuous lips of a horny virgin. With the all-seeing eyes, I'm quietly observing the new colors from the multi-dimensional mystique landscape as I'm easing my growing hunger by licking and sucking the filthy nectar from thy forbidden curvy fruits.

In this privacy the unknown portraits the raw and bare essence of Nyx and appealing melancholy. With words unspoken, thou fulfills all my clandestine wishes. I want thee badly, so hold me once again.

If thou are not aware of thy roots, thou can't feel the pleasuring connection. The quintessence — the purest form and the purest essence has been there right from the beginning. Just witness.

This is how much I love thee.
Today and forever.
Only from thee.
Only for thee.
My Lord.

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