the end remains the same, we have once again felt to an apex... trapping me in this concept of being the only two pieces to this puzzle we've now mastered. four eyes closed permitting the feeling to guide our movement allows us to be blind to all the excessive. random moments in the day I stare into a space where me and you can just visualize, stranding ourselves in the thought because we rather lay in darkness then reminisce this burdening sun away. and suffer from the intricate image that we so passionately created, re-created, and framed in the center of our coexistence. she completes my anatomy for physically we are incapable of severance. I live to enter, but die for her internal wellness for my satisfaction alone is unbearable. and I am anything but selfish with everything she lust & desires, and all that I offer. all that I develop in the depth of she, she owns for no other is worthy and she understands everytime we can no longer see. when our world becomes monochromatic until the very moment she peaks, and her colors leak shading in the empty spaces I approached with and so desperately needed to vacate. where she delivers she perspires. that quiver I aspire to induce for the tremble sends chills along my skin. comfort alongside sin relieving the anxiety that has held me captive since our last encounter. I mentally relive her often mainly because of the warmth her core provided. days become cold when I tend to my responsibilities amongst awakening. the second I leave her home I end up leaving my mind because there is no place it would rather be... relaying pleasure to my every nerve while remaining connected to hers, sensuality now exist as my ultimate distraction. love now leads a dual-life in two forms of expression, one slowly stripping me of my sanity. hell, put me in an mental home. because there is something so positive about her entirety. she has stained my memory with the portrait of her indecency. with the still of her in raw form... completely open and vulnerable knowing if she hurts, its gently. see I worship the action just like any other man, but express it in ways only the genuine could decipher. even after, she proves my worth for she won't let me leave stating my presence combined with what we just finished aids her sleep. to be blatant, we complete... and contradict those ignorant beliefs that say it is impossible to be connected physically without complication. to be invested without having a label... see we've been stable since that night I engaged in her. the vibe is elating and its amazing where it is rooted, cradled in the soil of divinity for we are born this way. to explore one another in a way so artful. in a way so melodic, the way voices synchronize. in a way so completing, the way two becomes one. I am enslaved by the release she is able to iniate, and im okay with that. ill dread the day if men and women permanently seperate from physical attraction. i just wish there was someone i could thank for the blessing men and women are able to partake in.garysatterwhitejr.
