#blooming-wild

Many came to my life as fast as they said goodbye, but you have staid with me since they day you said, "Hi

Even though we reached the end of our physical connection it was only the start of our spiritual ending. I spread your left leg and kissed the bottom of it until I reached the ending of your thighs. I kissed your sweat like if they were made out of raindrops and you softened the sweats of my chest like if it was made of baby oil. We ended our spiritual connection by looking at each other in the eyes. I didn't have to ask you how was I, or did you liked it because the silence of our spirit answered the question for me. Your eyes talked to my soul, but your words talked to my heart when you finished saying I love you…

I still remember the unforgettable penetration. Where I felt like if I was the power cord and you were my electrical outlet where I kept receiving more energy to be your living machine. Your soothing moans were my power switch where it each I came out your moans switched it back on. You had your arms wrapped around me while I felt the stings of your nails onto my back like if you wanted to write something on it. Our bodies clashed together in the same way we clap our hands: same sound, same physical touch and the same reason why we clap our hands at the end of a good movie; because our bodies were celebrating its art, and praising the owners of its foundation.