Some mornings

Some mornings
I linger
In Bed
I think of You

My thighs become wet
My pussy pulsates
          With longing

Some mornings
I hold You
In memory
          Caress
Your warm body
          With my Energy

My mouth becomes dry
Parched by heat
With
The Fire
The Desire
          To fuck you
          From behind
To have You Surrender
To Your Will
          Let the Body kill the Mind

Our
Open Breath
Is the only
          Sound...

...Usher me to Life
          Divine little death
                  (le petite mort)
          I am lost
          In You
I am Found

My Heart Expands
Quenched
By the movement
Of your sweet release
          My inner Being
Trembles
Against you
Until you cease
          To move

It travels
I unravel
I linger in bed

Some mornings
          I come undone


I lay in wait...

I remain,

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist