I’m like a waterfall,
My currents rushing to the edge,
Plummetting over and into an abyss of dark waters,
Swirling, Choking you with my chaos.
You swallow every drop of me, down your throat,
My stream spills over your lips and chin,
My thighs straddle you and squeeze silence around you,–,
Darkening the sunlight shining through the open window.
i lean into you and you take all of me,
Lapping all the gooddness I feed you.
Your hands, like claws, scrape along my back,
Scratching and marking etchings into my silky stone skin.
I rear up, back arched, nipples tight,
I feel lightning coarsing through my body–,
From the crown of my head, down my spine,
Through the very core of me–and into the ground.
Your lust mingles with mine and our souls dance.
Electricity pulsing, throbbing, rushing through me and deep into The Earth.
Down into the molten, hot center where lava flows like our passion.
I inhale the Swirling chaos of our electrified souls,
And feel our destinies entwine,
I embrace the enormous lava flow of our love and sweep it all in,
And I Become.
I embody the heat of the earth.
I embody Passion.
I embody our fiery lust.
I am everything and everything is me.
I raise my arms and draw up the power we have created,
From the center of the earth comes our souls,
Renewed and reinvigorated,
Ready to be released into the world.
I exhale and our dancing souls fly up and through my body,
Exiting my skin as sweat and tears,
Exiting in a hot gush between my thighs.
I offer my sweet nectar,
You drink from my fountain–,
My cunt, the very core of my femininity.
You drink me,
Swallowing down my honey–and,
You praise me–for being the Goddess you’ve desired,
The woman you’ve craved and sought after,
And now have found.
Your thirst satisfied, I begin to climb,
My soul pirouettes away from you,
Sliding my hand down your arm,
Our palms touch, a sweaty grasp of desperation,
I hold on by my fingertips,
A small thread of connection.
I gently pull on the thread,
Hesitant to tug and disconnect our souls.
But with the faith of eternal lovers,
I reach out to the stars,
Grasping onto whispers of more …
And more …
My eyelids tightly closed,
Keeping back my storm from its full glory.
I can still see you,
I can feel the thrum of our song.
My ribs expanding–,
Breath after breath, my bones comply.
My skin is alive–every drop of sweat a ballet across my skin,
Arching, curving, diving, and falling,
Lifting, stretching, embracing,
collecting every minute vibration,
Building a never-ending tower of sensation for me to climb–,
Higher and higher, I sway.
I gather the last vestiges of our dance,
The last notes of a love song,
And just when I think I can’t …
I stand …
At the summit,
A bright white flame,
a Being of pure energy,
exploding into the universe.
— LM D’Lishes | 5/16/2024
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