Yet mentally dissected
Bodies entwined and in tune with each move.
Faster, deeper, harder, until the climax is reached.
Coming down off that high only to remember that…
This temporary fulfillment does nothing but disappoint me.
Pointing to myself,
I knew it was nothing else!
But that mouthpiece spoke to my lady parts in a way that made her
So my mind couldn’t process as my body took control and opened
up my portal of pleasure, lust, and ecstasy.
It wasn’t meant to be but I couldn’t think!
About the aftermath of this experience.
Knowing my strength but submitting to temptation,
it gets me every time, like a drug I can’t say NO to.
a cycle of climaxes and letdowns.
Knowing the end yet pursuing anyway,
Hopefully one day,
I’ll overcome these encounters and recognize the true treasure that I have.