I come to you constantly
over the roads of dreams,
In nights of love
my fingers dance across your spine
tracing spirals of pleasurs.
The serpentine energie coile
ever tighter within your core
until it can contract no more
suddenly exploding outward
as your body convulse
a thousand suns flower
and fade in your head
as neutrons and protons
escape your parted lips
in a wordless scream
Time stands still
Your bodyi s a univers
sparkling with subsiding erotic energie
the blissful aftermath of creation


©Émilia