Abstract Sex

Honestly, goddess, I seek to slide my mental phallus into the warmth of your cerebral walls, from the back, while I stick my spiritual thumb in your psychological anus, till you squirt all over my emotional sheets.  How does that make you feel?

Sunkissed Queen

Her skin is a shining glory;
Kissed by the Sun, her radiance reveals a story...

Of sublime echos of sensuality;
Raised in love, her smile is one of causuality...

Because she causes me to feel;
Searching for a true union, her vocal warmth in digital frequencies are surreal...

Appeal she gives for my attention;
Blessed am I, to know this beautiful queen in our predestined ascension.