"Bliss"

Imagine the light

The white rays and blue

The heat and the torture

Our auras the same hue

In synchronization

The gasps and the light

Higher and higher

Until it burns impossibly bright

The softness of skin

The touch that is rough

And delicacy beneath

It’ll never be too much

The heat of the tongues

In passion and drive

Tingling sensations

You never knew you were alive

Contours beneath

Our muscles contract

Fitting to tight spaces

So close and compact

Imagine that moment

Of blankness and height

Oh we may never know

Unless we go into the light

-SQ 2011