As whole…

To fuck with meaning. Having a deeper feeling than the pulse of genitals releasing. Moving in sync as emotions dig. Accepting sighs and heavy pants of breaths that crawl upon the skin. With nerves in a moment of sensitive trade. Changing expressions in the claiming of the face. Gaining another as a piece of self. Rolling topside of a bed felt. Craving time to slow before it end. Earning the presence of a never ending friend. In the middle of the heat exchanged. As it’s more than sex that calls out one’s name. Passionately fucked into nights that pause in motion. Creating a different and much needed type of devotion. Like animals in the dark. Allowing another to enter the heart. To roam freely as bodies interact. Physically gasping when groped as the tongue reacts. Speaking filth into the open air. Caught by an ear intrigued by the sound of relations so rare. Free to be as the kink within can live in true form. Played with in a tampering violated norm. Bringing out the inner most sacred details that are willing to mingle. Changing statuses that transform from the state of being single…