Magic happens in the moments between dreams and dawn.

I awaken when you sing your siren song.

Over oceans and countries your call is so clear.

No matter if I’m sleeping it’s like you're right here.

“Time to awaken my pet. I need to hear your voice. Whisper your thoughts to me my darling.

You know we have no choice.”

I awake with no bells...just your soul kissing me awake.

It happens every night...through vibrations of soul quakes.

I cannot quite explain this connection oh so strange,

My thoughts just stream and land on your brain...over cosmic rays and Atlantic rains.

You ask my soul to speak to you and skim from my subconscious.

I lay murmurs at your feet…offerings of truth, soft cotton balls of honest.

This magic, this muse, this gift…the hues of the rainbow

Sparkle on our skin. I stretch out my limbs in awe of the colorful glow.

Of the way the dark shadows cannot win—

Blinding! Our souls intertwine. No point in questioning mysteries of the divine.

Jealous of nothing but I’ll fight for this. These are our sacred moments of bliss.

And God help the soul that tries to intrude.

To interrupt such a merging would not just be rude.

It would be an upset in the universe! A call to arms against God, or worse. So perverse!

Our desire is tipped with a steel blade and your whips.

It tears at my skin always followed by trails of fiery kiss upon kiss.

I bow to the pain for only then will I gain,

The purity of this communion, the pleasure of flash floods of orgasmic rain.

We’re explorers in this landscape.

No mind has ventured here before.

But each new vista is a pleasure palace of delights behind every door.

Each are christened and conquered, latent desires are stirred.

Vanquished ecstasies almost absurd as we hang on each others' every thought and word.

It's time to go for now. You can never imagine just how

Often you’ll cross my mind. I’m sure that every time you do my eyes will beam incandescent too.

A clear give away that we've something beyond all space and time,

As you seep into my pores and effusively diffuse through my mind.

Why such bliss? Who cares? Why dissect this gift beyond all compare.

Just hold me on your lap and stroke my hair.

Feed my ego with your words like astonishingly beautiful,

Amazingly rare, a body that makes you stop and stare.

And I will try to show what a special man you are.

Collect kind words as a gift...like fireflies in a cozy mason jar.

Giving light that will flicker at you brightly though the warmth of me is far,

As our souls dance in a chaos of stardust, on the surface of every blazing star.

My darling, my souls twin, my mirror, my light

I will be here in the morning and tucked beside you every night.

Your body always conditioned to fight can relax into mine

No more need to take flight just allow these flights of fancy and sips of red wine.

For morning will come again anon, we won’t have to wait very long.

The miraculous alarm that my heart always hears

Will soon sound its mystical song,

And up on your lap I’ll go, another addictive day of soul fucks and mind fucks and hearts aglow.