a dreamy surreal place…


Pleasure ripped through me with such exquisite precision

that my bones steamed and turned to water.

I would have collapsed, but he took my weight,

and I was in a dreamy, surreal place for a few moments,

where his laughter was black velvet

and his need was as vast as the night,

then I was clear and me again.

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