darkfey

Four Doors

Ebbs and flows of passion
Rocking those four doors
Whove been with me trough it all.
Who let our voices echo around us,
Surround us,
And embrace us.

Seeking and feeling her skin sliding over me.
And moans, cries,
And screams echo in my head.
Faster
Slower
Ecstasy builds and rolls.

Mouths, hands, and other parts touch and feel,
They open a universe of pleasure unseen by but a choice few.
With not but a word, earthquakes rattle and volcanoes erupt.
A new planet is created as eyes flutter giving a calm cooling wind,
That begins the slow crawl back across the threshold.
Reality returns and the glow slowly subsides.

Cloths are returned and cigarettes are lit.
Four doors who have kept our secrets,
Take us back.
Ways are parted.
A return to space and time;
A reality to endure till the next go around.