Unearthing Her

He could inhale her & breathe so deep he could swim fathoms into her abyss.

Her lungs were pregnant with air full of fiery lust. She kissed with burning kisses, she was soft & submissive for someone hard & dominant. Every touch sunk. Every movement she made was met with something more solid. She was submissive only to what she deemed conquered. She was his, but really he was hers.

He felt her pulse & matched it to her heartbeat. Gasping for air as she reached the edge of the universe, he felt the locking of her legs & the clinching of her hands. She visited 9 dimensions each more intense than the last. She was a sight to be seen & he was lucky enough to witness something so stellar. He owned scratches on his back that imprinted the mind with moments of intensity. The proof was beyond physical, divine in experience, wild in thought alone.

She was so soft.

A softness greater than water or air.

Her moans escaped her lips but not his mind.

She held a diamond between her thighs

& gave it to a King.

He tapped into her secret

Her body code was unearth.