Elemental Ecstasy

Ecstasy is so unnatural to some.

                               It is a fleeting thought.

An expression some would say

A Utopia

An epiphany even

A metaphorical everlasting gob stopper

Ecstasy is so real….

 

OR

 

Is the sweat that drips down his back as he takes you-

rapes you-

f***s you-

makes you-

Real?

 

OR

 

Is the smell of chocolate

Sweetness?

The aroma therapy

Treatments?

Real?

 

OR

 

Is the taste of his sweet nectar from his lascivious vector...

Is his slick tongue and his creamy white cum...

Real?

 

OR

 

The sound of her electrifying

Intensifying

Crying

Lying

Effortlessly Abiding

 

Real...

 

Or his tone?

Or his distinct moan?

And his DIRE, DESIRE to explode?

 

What is this? Is this not absolute ecstasy?

What is this? Is this fantasy...

                                            Real ecstasy?

Author's Note

This is a poem I wrote 5 years ago. Playing around with structure and stanza a bit. I hope you enjoy it. Happy reading ^_^