Tantric Trance

Candlelight lives within your dark, opiate eyes, the beauty of which stars could never transcend. Speaking a thousand words which only my heart hears, I fly amongst a million diamonds, undowning, caressing clouds, in otherworldly existence of paradisiacal neverland. Breathing into one another, energies merging in a mystic melody, a brush of your lips on mine, smoulders succulent seduction, taking me to the edge of sanity on a stream of hot springs. A kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering on susceptive skin, from your teasing, tracing touch, each nerve enslaved and alive. Your hands are instruments of divine delectation, infusing my being with torrents of molten lava. Our passions undulate in sensual solitude, melted together. We are one in the universe, spirits dancing in stormy ocean breezes, rising above mere mortal gratification, with the gods in perfect pleasure.