The surge

As the night comes down the surge starts climbing on my spine. Pulsing and waiting for the moment of the her call. As i walk in the corridor i see her standing with her new boots and a smile that makes her face glow. After the typical talk of senseless fact,we consume each other like a hungry animal. The melting of our bodies create a type of liquid that makes a symphony of noises and makes us one. To bring the bodies to vibrate and move in a single frequency. We lose ourselves to passion and desire. The sex goggles take control of our sight and give a facelift to life. I dont know what it means,i dont know how long it will last. I will still love her as if she was the last woman that im ever going to love in my life.

Missing

Missing is that feeling i cant explain,is a sadness and is a happiness. Sadness cause i want you here right now. Happiness cause i will have you in my arms again. Trying to keep sane i involve myself in the day. In the background the clock reminds me that every second you are not there. Is intense how distance can play tricks on your senses. The sense of separation is stronger like a rubber band being extended to the max. That hollow feeling inside that space that only you can fill with your presence. A hug that fits just right like a piece of a puzzle you been looking for. Restraint to control the madness that holds my brain in random thoughts of her. The seconds that are missing are coming to an end and safely i can place the missing piece of my heart again.

Dry

The confussion of the inner self. The lack of affection all at once. What to expect when you are feeling dry. Dryness can be soft or it can be hard. What is your type?

Wrap

As the coffee smell fills the room. The grains scraping her skin. The softeness being unwrapped from the dry skin. Her legs like tentacles grab his waist,hugging his torso and bringing his lips to a kill. Only the movies could prepare him to deal with this. Dirt body doubles all over the sheets. The art is brought to the wall. The wrap gets tighter as the night goes. Joining each other to open the gates of the unknown.