I become…

In that moment
When you take me inside you for the first time
I become confused
A paradox
Overwhelmed
Engulfed in a contradiction of emotions and desires

In that moment
An avalanche of desire rolls down the cool mountains of my calm
Covers me
Buries me deep
I become snowed under with the weight of its want

When you slide me inside you
My senses clash
Fight
Brawl
Become engulfed in a violent battle
Tussle to be the primary receptive channel of the pleasure you give

When you ride me
It is paradox
An ironic delight
A cerebral ambiguity of pleasure
I slow your pace so I don’t finish soon but also don’t want you to stop

As I enter you from behind
I am overwhelmed
Your form is beautiful mathematics
The arc in your back, the symmetry of your ass
Perpendicular tilt of your back
I want to go deep into your square root and find your equation of orgasm

And when our waists’ push and thrust I whirl around in a contradiction of emotions
I am filled with gentle angry passion
Push deep into you with gritted teeth
with vexed desire
Yet kiss you with tender intentions
Open myself to you

In that moment
When you take me inside you
I become…

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