"when anguish inspired by the desire to truly live is sweetly poured into the pure waters of cosmic lust... it creates an unbridled passion that only abandon can release. such an elixir rests upon my table in my chalice of great price..."
and here he sits in solitude, waiting... before a dimming candle in the knowing. in the awareness of an eternity that has been known to sweep him up into naked ecstatic pain, pleasure and glory. in the acknowledgement of what is to come... his heart is permitted to call upon her own. pulling her in close from distances that wade across a universe beyond the veil of human existence. both naked and crystalline... floating in the center of the universe, he focuses in on a center of their heart's energy that burns brightest in them both. it is that anguish... that hunger for a life worthy of love, living and passion, that drives them both into the rage of the purest form of savagery. into a glide across hot, sweaty, stardust imprinted skin whose clawing resembles one looking to tear flesh from bone. into impassioned kisses that do not settle on lips alone but that find their satiation among the pleasure zones their bodies were designed to enjoy. into a oneness that cannot sit still... a oneness that writhes and moves in cosmic rhythm until climax claims its place among whispered tales of glory. rhythms that combine fusion and function to form an eternal bond. rhythms that cum slow and fast until the uncontrollable shiver tells the tale of an ultimate unending release. a tale that inspires tears only the acclaim of a beautiful moment in time can swoon into existence. tears we made love to. tears... that immortalize us...
and here he lays in solitude... ready to whisper yet again...
drink my love...
~moses apollo of apolinaris
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