In private worlds,
I pleasantly envision my love and me
crouched in wanton animal positions,
firm hip grip robust thrusts,
earnest desirous push backs,
hanging fruits slapping in perfect rhythm
against sweet warm buttery swollenness,
perfect rhyme and harmony,
sighs and demands echo
within the fiery room,
autopilot dream weavers,
earthquake spasms rock our haven,
suction contractions milks velvet seed flow,
mixtures blending in rapturous heat waves,
creating electric eel sensations,
tingling all body parts, inside and out,
mutual satisfaction floods this sacred union,
we collapse in total heavenly ecstasy
until the next time.
Moments like these
are truly divine,
sublime gifts to be
exercised religiously
with real passion play.
We could stay there forever.
"Strider "