Floating

Limbs trembling.
Mind suspended, somewhere between worlds.
Physical vessel entrusting you with secure landing.
A loss of control, fueled by our blissful encounter.

Inhaling.
Lungs expanding.
Natural instincts gratifying impermanence.

Weightless wanderer.
Enveloped in kaleidoscope colors.
Consciousness exploding, exploring, searching.

Floating.
Senses heightened.
I hear your breathing, feel your fingers lace into mine; breadcrumbs, leading me back to you. Sated.

C. Stephens

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/we292i/floating