Tantric Fluidity

All I remembered was drownimg slowly watching
The collisions of our tongues
And needing to slip into you so badly
I could taste the sweat in your pores-
Hear you gasp as you sheathed me
Feeling you arch up as you met my face
All these notions- they are replaced
By the set of contortions at work beneath me
All the tears of the former
Create a sort of auric equation
That is slowly being solved
And resolved with a congruent erruption
With distinct nuances if the corruption
That pushed and pulled us together
In the first place

How gifted I am to have ended up here.

There is something inside you
And I can't believe it is me
I watch with glee as the eyes on your red face
Gaze back at mine
As your nails trail down my back
And send a part of me into the air
[As I pull back on your hair]
I am new
I am refreshed
As I wake
From my last begotten dream of you...