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.