My mind wonders to you, in your room-aloneListening for sigh a moan that beckons these dark crawls of intense intentYour eyes-a dark opus in my greyMy hands-yours-slowly riding up your shirtcaressing pinching pulling at your nipples /mmmm yes, just like that, my shadow whispers in your head/Our minds become one as sun light softly licks your thighs-like my tongue Our hand spreading your legs your wings-un-bashfully our fingers do play, entwined in your river-now loveAs your legs start to quiver, press firmly with your thumb-as if it was my mouth /mmmm yes, just like that, my shadow whispers in your head/Your hand, oddly, jerks and slaps it, twice, then again, firmly pressing in a slow circling motion as if it was my tipTwo fingers plunging deep as if I was to split you in a fervent thrusting slashing of your earthGrip them firm-your fingers-my cock, pull them out and watch them drip /mmmm yes, just like that, my shadow whispers in your head/Now let us taste-your mouth my mouth-sweet to the tongue, gag on them-my cock-dripping with your loveWe move back down to let the memory of my fingers linger on your fingers /mmmm yes, just like that, my shadow whispers in your head/ just like that, love…. /again….-Matt Aguilar
