It was all surreal. A beautiful nightmare.
The sandman weaving in and out of my body.
The quicksand of love burying me.
I have to hold on to him.
Beads of sweat glistening under the soft light.
We moved as one,
Moaning each other’s name
Like a thirsty man searching for an oasis
Begging in the center of a vast, liquid hot desert.
Drowning in pleasure, I gasped for air.
Mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue
Velvety soft silks dancing around.
He looked at me, claiming, marking
Blessing me with seeds of his power.
I opened my eyes, a content smile on my face.
The sandman visited once more.