Passionate times exceeding
Anything she'd ever felt,
Day dreams inducing
Body heat her fingertips
Sizzled when she Pleasured
Herself
Her over night journeys
Left the sheets drowning
In her satisfaction, good
Mornings her best friend
Due to her travels through
Such sacred lands of passion
Keeping in thought these
Erotic trips she strives to
Discover such lands, there
Easily found when mentally
Out of bounds but she desires
Them on demand
Not one sexual encounter
Lived up to her pleasurable
Standards, until last night
She witnessed sparkling lights
As if each thrust was a flashing
Camera
A man who was able to
Pull her from the earth
Dismissing the laws of
Gravity, sending the message
Death to her priors this night
Was a sensational tragedy
A high of all highs her
Soul now one with the
Sky, a dream come true
He painted it clear an
Artist of pleasure in
disguise
Her climax lingers
Sipping on the little
Fluids she had left, her
Legs unstable arms disabled
To speak seemed like a quest
Not an ounce of energy
To move but the air is
Where she'd rest, Decreasing
Her high off his supply indeed
Would stand as a test
Finally let down gently
Reunited with the ground
In a pool of all her juices,
A night of fun one she'd
Love to rerun but for now
She hopes to regain her fluids
Zero gravity
© 2011 viewtiful ink
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