Working toward the impossible. To describe its beauty. To Transmit its sensation. To bridge the gap from one spine's shivers to another we collect to share, teach and experience.

No. 11

 Whilst lying on my back I feel the gentle weight of another press down on my body, using their curves to fit perfectly into mine. As a warmth flooded my limbs, I felt heavy. Lips and hands, I am open and relaxed, I'm breathing more deeply as this warmth spreads to the center of my being and envelopes my heart space. I no longer feel the barrier of my skin to the outside world, as my flesh had seamlessly blended to everything I touched. The space I lay upon was a part of me. The body above me was my body. The mingling of souls transpired while time lulled into a moment. Within this moment I gain insight, as if I were in control of the euphoria currently ravaging my senses. Powerless control. I felt far away yet present in my body, as all pleasure synapses fired at full capacity. I loose sense of space and reality. I loose my identity inside this moment, inside this vessel of full sensory stimulation. I long to return to this place, with gratitude for this divine puzzle piece, Them, which has fit so beautifully into my curves and given me this gift of the ultimate pleasure. 

No. 12

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