Becoming Pleasure Waves
Send me through the loop for tied tongues and wrapped wrists, falling between myself and through each other and over the peak of the valley down into the sacrificial pit. Exposed and alone as one in the mess of limbs and broken dreams. Broken promises. Broken people. Become me becoming you within the flesh inside your warm body. Merge into a being so singular the patterns of indifference paralyse and shift into parallel pieces of a structure. We turn on as one. Legs intertwined, bellies pressed together breathing for each other. Lips locked in lyrical liabilities, songs sung only for the star performers. The darkest, most isolated, most beautiful duet. Becoming something else within the similarity. Becoming the needle in the haystack.
Forget the valley. Forget the walls. This is our void. This is us. Lose yourself in us. Lose yourself in me. Incubate my presence, as if I was never absent. Let me fill you with my being, as you coat me with your DNA. Let us combine through waves of pleasure. A crescendo of ever-loving fucks that send us further and further into each other. I want to feel your body envelop me. I want to tear through the fabric pulling us apart, and dissolve into the acid that embodies you. Don’t stop. We will never end. Never………………… ever……………….