What a strange thing

Breaking free of death’s gravity

The same eyes

The same mind

A body untouched by time

Witness to an endless cycle of history

I cannot bring you with me

I will not bring you with me

It is tempting, so tempting

Your erect pink nipples

Upon a sea of ivory

The light dusting of ruby

Covering your mound

Your taste on my tongue

It's earthy tang, never sweet

You tell me about your past

It is not even a paragraph in my life

I can hear the sound of your blood

The pump of your heart

As I take a sip of your life’s essence

My cock becomes engorged

Filling you full as the wreath of red

Surrounds our intimacy

Oh, how I want to take you through history

But there will be many more, so many

The memory of you will fade

A hundred years hence

The sweet taste of your life force

Filling my veins

You are mine for the moment

As I am buried inside you

Sipping, just sipping

Never taking too much; just a taste

Just a sip…