Transcendent

When we meet, there's more than just a physical connection.

Our minds, hearts, and souls tend to merge.

With your touch & scent,

I lost my words and wander into an unknown turf.

These desires of ours are unique

when we escape together

to that tender, trembling place,

When we meet together bound beneath the dark light of love,

my body speaking in tongues on the altar of your touch,

and we travel where no other has ventured before; everyone else in this moment disappears as we fold ourselves together into a form of our own.

When we meet eyes, our eyes meet only as they could.

When our bodies fall and rise, they do so to a rhythm known only to us.

When your breath quickens beneath my fingertips, yearning for that deep, silken place that will drive you to climax, the song that escapes your lips is mine alone.

We drink deep from these streams that flow only between us.

We worship each other with burning devotion through our own private rituals; my lips together in a kiss at the soft place your thighs meet, one hand curled tight around your neck ...

Read most of it from an excerpt From Here at Dawn from Beau Taplin. Adjusted it and rewrote it. Super relevant.