How Does It Feel

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How Does It Feel? The flesh beneath my fingertips, soft yet oh so masculine. Tracing the contour of your handsome highlighted face, it brings to my mind a Sunday long ago. The day we discovered what true unbridled passion could create. We were educated how to love without fear or reservation. Unconditional love was created for you and I. Phones, computers, TVs and video games have become obsolete, they have served their purposes. They brought us to this point, a journey began in earnest and continued with the true conviction strengthened by an all powerful force. It propels you and I into the future, kicking the dust and other remnants of the past from our feet and our memories. Nothing and no one matters more in this world than you and I. We abide others because common decency and courtesy dictate that we must. Our time together is often brief but the duration is of no importance to us. The relevance rests solely upon the contents of our doings, our undoings, our goings in and our cummings out. The touching and tastings of our flesh is an aphrodisiac to our bodies. We develop a rhythm of syncopation that no one has ever experienced because it’s movements belong to our unique soul ties to one another. Sleep always an option but one we rarely select. We do not know how to behave once our flesh touches igniting our souls thus culminating in an eruption of sensuality. At the moment of true bodily resolution we gaze intently into one another’s eyes. As you lace your fingers within my own smaller digits, tears of joy, satisfaction and love flow freely from my windows to the soul. My vulnerability touches your heart and you vow to cover, protect and nurture me forever as a delicate flower... and you have.