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.


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