What a strange thing
Breaking free of death’s gravity
The same eyes
The same mind
A body untouched by time
Witness to an endless cycle of history
I cannot bring you with me
I will not bring you with me
It is tempting, so tempting
Your erect pink nipples
Upon a sea of ivory
The light dusting of ruby
Covering your mound
Your taste on my tongue
It’s earthy tang, never sweet
You tell me about your past
It is not even a paragraph in my life
I can hear the sound of your blood
The pump of your heart
As I take a sip of your life’s essence
My cock becomes engorged
Filling you full as the wreath of red
Surrounds our intimacy
Oh, how I want to take you through history
But there will be many more, so many
The memory of you will fade
A hundred years hence
The sweet taste of your life force
Filling my veins
You are mine for the moment
As I am buried inside you
Sipping, just sipping
Never taking too much; just a taste
Just a sip…
