I’ve never hugged someone
so tightly and gently as we fall
asleep together.
I drove her over the edge, so much
so that she threw up
as if just after riding
a roller coaster.
I bound her ankles to her thighs,
her hands behind her back,
and blindfolded her on the bed.
She came again and again
as I teased her with the vibrator,
licked her, fucked her, played
with her clit. And she fell
asleep in my arms, wonderfully
asleep, so easy, melting
into our own private dream.
We are lost to the stars.
We have become them,
we have left Earth,
we have become part
of the celestial weave,
the galactic mesh.
I awake with such desire, entangled
in passion, in the arms of this beautiful soul,
with love nearby, waiting for us
to be ready for it to land.
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