Each time I approach the crossing
The fluid in my body begins to flow
Time stands still as my thoughts get lost
lmagining the afterglow
Reality intertwined into fantasy
Our bodies immersed in a false destiny
Enjoying the stolen moments in time.
Touching, exploring with no reason or rhyme
Circumstances and situations
Returning to our destinations
Transitioning from our world to what is so
Briefly wondering if this is how its supposed to go
In limbo
Each time I look into your eyes
Thoughts of you between my thighs
I reminisce about the encounter
Treasuring the release of power
Fantasy full filled
Yet thinking about it still
Longing to take control
While daring not to be so bold
Choked by unspoken desires
Fluids that ignite not douce the fires
Flowing across the barriers of passion
Longing for complete satisfaction.
In Limbo
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