Testing Love

One never wins, no one knows what the future will bring.

More often than not.

Swallowed whole in the Rich deep purple of the Blackest night
Autumn foreboding winters grip.
I see thy mouth seeking Ours,
I am alive to the sweet scent of thy
Royal now held
breath.
I feel thy hands reach for me,
touching my fingers thee bring to thy
lips n suck.
I feel the ripe moist building inside of thee.
Churning lava in Our
veins.
I taste thy moist dripping wet and I ascend into unknown regions
of inner space.
I feel my armpits sweat and rivers Joy tears of reaching sensation
for some unknown plateau.
I read thy inmost visions, we both n
share. We both get to know
in the goo good in otherness
Our forever bride.
I wake and suffer the whole night through.
You be in some unknown region and lost to my arms
only holiness.
Aching for thy breath
pucker my
nipples
too.

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