My Superior

The tip of my pen scraping the page to its natural form, reminded her that she had feelings and those feelings are uncontrollable.

She persists to hold back, gasps and holds her breath but, not enough to pass out and watch the lights shadow her morning best.

She feels sensations, fingernails embedded inch deep in this caramel sea. Natural emotions embellish sweet regrets.

She whispers my name with sincere intent. Fingertips pressed against my neck. She looks deep into my subsistence and tries to refrain power.

I obliged with consent.

I wrap my arms around her curves, embrace her queendom and drowned in her potion. Words unspoken, her eyes penetrated mine with affirmation.

I let her explore. I let her delve deep. I let her dreams create reality. I let her curiosity embody my sensuality and engage with her sexuality. I let her spirit take control of me.

We came from parallel entities.

Crossed bridges over medicinal fluidity.

Engage in each other stories.

Enticed my energy to commit to her body.

I dropped my pen and submitted to her authority...