Freefalling

Sometimes I wonderIf traces of usWill still linger inThe places we loveIf people will ever hearEchoing midnight laughterDancing through the tired roomsOf uninspired hotelsWhere our worlds fade outClothes following doubtOnto the laminate floorUnrelenting fingers diggingInto the tanned sand of my skinSearching for a way inAnd I?ve missed the blissOf your persistent kissAs you go southYour mouthHungry and insistentWords intermittentBurnt gold eyes andAlcohol sighsPouring into meLike sunlit intoxicationLighting up abandoned cornersOf my desert island mindYour tongueRelentlessly chasing releaseUntil grey shatters intoCrystalline colourThe glowing glitter ofAn overflowing jewellery storeA kaleidoscope of blinding Ankara Rus Escort hopeJust a girlUnwinding through champagne waterfallsOf immeasurably draining pleasureHurling through the swirling skiesOf breathless hurricane highsA vortex of pure excessA whirlingly windswept messUntil confetti flies intoEndlessly beautiful blue skiesA summer breeze easingThrough clouds of calm contentAnd I don?t know whyWe tried so very hard to hideThis car-crash of carnage insideAs though we could cage a tornadoOr hide the blindingly white glowOf a blazing desert sunWhen every hazing raySwiftly steals my breath awayLike racing down a highwayWindows Yenimahalle Escort wound downIt?s like I?ve finally foundThe dream I dreamt of havingThe dangerous sweetness ofAvalanche satisfactionYour rough hands pushing intoThe warm welcome of my breastsGiving and takingLiving and achingInsecurities defiedLegs splayed wideAnd I can?t explain the insaneHow the fire beneath your skinInspires extravagant sinHow the sting of your palmWrites love letters on my skinAll I know is thePouring monsoon of the showerSwirling into dizzying steamCold tiles beneath my kneesAnd the hard heat of your desireThrobbing in my hand, my mouthAnd I don?t know exactly whenPain switches lanes into pleasureAll I know is the immodest honestyOf your desire-blurred wordsThe precious pressureOf your hands in my hairAs I fight for airBut I feel so aliveAs your cock drivesA lurching rhythm searchingFor the inevitable clenchUntil you wrench yourself awayAnd drench me in the white heatOf your groaning releaseAnd I wish this view of you would lastThe violent grace across your faceAs you look down at meAnd I feel cleanI feel so pristineWhy else would you look at meLike a lion at a doeBecause you knowYou?ve already guessedWhat words can?t confessAs you pull me up against the glassYour sweat dripping, my hands grippingOnto the architectural arch of youBalanced on the tightrope of mutual lustCraving more with every perfect thrustAnd we take and we take and we takeUntil every last muscle achesUntil we?re slipping past the tipping pointUnable to hold onto the golden edge of heaven?s ledgeFreefalling into the indulgent blissOf a cavernous candyfloss abyss