the last two from two

I'm wading through a dream
Swamp bubbles gurgle
The smell of rot, the smell of dream I can feel her loins She is dancing around, at first I think its formless, but after a while I feel myself coming unhingeed, her pulsing thighs, her small but perfectly formed and tight breasts, her arms held close to her body like she's hugging herself, squashes her breasts against her forearms, she sweeps in circles, her legs lift off the ground it becoesan ecstatic rhythm, itbecomesart, I feel myself falling deeper into hypntism, it starts to feel like the oppositeof when a woman.ssexual power dominates you til your lust becomes all the guilt of creation andrather than want to enter her because its temple youir unworthy ofand you scream as the need in you ascends and yoy lay down on a stake and dig the stake deeper and deeper into the cartialage of your solar plexus and twist it into your orgns and you feel the seat burst like captive sweat under the lash as you row the gally boat and the amazonian womanin the thigh boots crack the whipacross your back, their forearms powerful, you utterly surrendering your will to a power they have you wouldn't dare or wany to oppoe, pain and death and being subjugated to humiliation to tears to guilt to christ on the cross anguish is the only road you've ever found that leads to orgasm, like a feake spider that forces the orgasmout of the anemic mae, virulebly imbibes herself with it and fertilizes herself and then attacks the shcked male who is utterly lackingin defenses and this is his realorgasm, she tears him asunder limb from limb rips his head off consumes him and throws the rest of his hatternslto the garbage as she stands supreme ready to continue the genus, the male;s purpose fulfilled and he evenwilled his own selfdestruction at her hands because yes it was biology burt more it was uncontrolable addictive need for a pleasure that has become the only point of his life, acending to this finl summit of release whenpainis allencompoassing and thedegree of it finally justifies him being permitted to have pleasure which his guilt has always supressed him from daring to embrace with all his hungrr and appetite
Nolove, love like swaing hips, like ubhingesd nerves like dreams disembodied from alll dread, love swim upwarsd through the sea, feel her hads on your back, your spine your loins, tugging at your hair, th gentleness and meekness adkindness and lackof ruthlessness touching him ,touching his lipswhich purse in respose touch his penis as the water sweeps over it as he accelerates upward through the dreamwater and her hands like a dance of nurturing kindnessand now at last he feelss t appearing out of him, the jungle rot, the funk thats inside him, its is ludt, its his gift to her she has earned it by releasing it and releasing him from his hysteria and addisction to pain there is no kind as the dancng sweepof er hnds strke it n every creative way beynd his imaginarion, she earns control, he relinquishes it and now his penids is pumping pumping umopihg and she is wrapping herself addroitly areond is and it feels so warm and safe as it ascends without the jagged need to be hurt to get it to do so
he's so farin her and she's so wrapped around it and her handsareon his spine ass pulling his hair and alon sigh comes out of him and she smiles sweely as she absorbs his seepage and spillage in the deepest part of her
He catches her off balance when his finger touch her nipple, her mouth opens in a gigantic surprised oh as her legs her torso every bit of her body flows ibto the power of his teasing fingers he does it slow and when his mouth moves from her breasts down to heer clitoris ad his tongur sweeps around ir then dabs down on top of it then one sweet kiss he lets go, because now she is really dancing beyond form and he don't wan to restrain it because this pure sublimity tio watch and he feels humbled by the beauty of pure nature at its mstvolcanic and ballerina like hehugs her and enters again and they clasp the water all around them now as they sinkdeeper into the erotic depths where there is no repression no boundaries and no limits just a n eternalorgasm that lasts forever and is non existent, where the two transcedents meet.