Think for a moment about how the intellectual turns carnal. Now, don’t think. Move with your partner’s breath, their heartbeat. Anonymity flows into intimacy. The mind’s map becomes the bodies navigation tool. It is our endless journey, to remember for minutes after or days. What does it matter?

We have stopped time, frozen in pleasure.

Published by The Pleasure Proseur

I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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