Aching, pulsing, a sweet tormenting palpitation
Hungry for you
Your scent, being only the essence of you
All coherent thoughts disappear
And all I feel, all I taste...
All I know... is you
Your hands... stroking, molding, demanding
Your mouth... suckling, nibbling, devouring
My mind knows nothing of anything
Except this
I hear my own cries of ecstasy
And barely recognize the voice as my own
Tantalizing torture
Spreading through me, around me, inside me, of me
A flickering thought, "How can it feel so..."
And it's gone as the tumultuous waves begin
Growing slowly, sweetly
Multiplying into an echo of tides
Rising into me, away from me, all around me
Involuntary spasms overtake me
And for this moment, this exquisitely divine wrinkle
I know only this feeling, this maddening delirium
As it reverberates in my head, in my soul
Til it slowly passes, draining me, abandoning me
Releasing me from it's prison of fruition
Leaving me only the delightful ache of surrender
 
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