Monday, June 30, 2014

Primordial Dance

The command of his thoughts over her body
Brought the completion of her submission to him.
As he leaned into her with his darkest desires,
She opened without reservation.
She was his and he hers.

No words were needed for she could hear him,
His primal instincts stirred her primordial waters,
Stirring her into an orgasmic frenzy
Matching only to his as they danced the dance.

His needs.  Her needs.  Both matched to the
Undulating movement of two bodies joined
In orgasmic ancient rhythms.
One purpose – one primeval dream.

Dreamed in the ancient’s mind.
Immortal, ageless, prophetic.
It was as was always to be.
Infinite time – infinite souls as one.

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