That gripping -

slipping -

loving hole...

United & invited us -

& ignited us then as

we lost control...

That treasured pleasure;

it swallowed me whole...

And across that distance -

Within that instance -

We were both wracked

with sex & with wonder...

We were together -

United in pleasure -

We were forever;

Magic &

Thunder.

The memory of this is pulling me under...

So I touch myself...

Am again torn asunder.

- For: Andrew James Black -