I’ve not written much for a few days, let’s face it, I’ve been a little busy. The world (universe) has changed fundamentally again, as expected and I’m sat in (yet another) hotel room, alone, writing with goosebumps, and that tingling at the base of my brain. My god (universe)… The words fundamental, elemental, foundational (bedrock) just don’t seem to touch how I am feeling. Emotions, sensations surpass mere words, this is just an attempt at trying to clumsily express something that cannot be expressed.

It started like this. I arrived, she arrived, we stepped towards each other slowly, grinning, checking each other out and watching eyes, lips, expression closely. Intertwined in an embrace, long, sweet, warm, firm, beyond a bear hug, just being together. Some gentle kisses and then it began. The whirlwind, hurricane, tornado started, whisking our realities, our bodies, our lives together into a crazy, turbulent, indescribable series of experiences that seem to have merged into one in my mind, Like some kind of physical, spiritual, emotional singularity. When I think about the last few days it appears in my mind like that, an ethereal ball of infinite sensation, moments, whizzing past in the wrong order. I recall every moment, every touch, every word, every city, every hotel, every touch, every emotion in mind bending detail, Fuck me. Fuuck. Just Oh My Fucking God.

I want to diarize each moment, each embrace, each… well you know what I mean but I’ll have to think about that a little longer. Committing our private moments, the physical, the sharing, the trust, the exploring, the thoughts and bodies exposed may weaken it’s power, watch this space, perhaps some moments will sneak in here.

I’ll tell you now, kissing with her is one of my all time favorite things(real favorite). I never conceived that there could be such a diverse range of kisses, how they could reach inside me and tug my heart, physically effect me, not just the obvious swelling but heart rate, stomach churning, brain tingling, mind bending. I’m thinking of all the types of kisses and the fact that pretty much every day brought a new one into being. Soft, hard, urgent, slow, teasing, sucking, needy, loving. Wordless, while I was considering these this morning, I was thinking of the most recent addition to this incredible rich vocabulary of sensuous touches, I’ll call it the vaccuum (like outer space not the cleaner). Pressing our lips together firmly and parting our lips slighty, we start to increase the sucking, no tongues, just suction. FUUUUCCCKK, I cannot describe how incredibly sexy that is, the first time it happened, the world stood still while we writhed and touched and came (sorry).

As powerful as that is, it occurred to me that I’d never thought there were more types of kisses but now I know there are more, an infinite number of kisses to be experienced, I’m beside myself thinking about that, sharing our feelings, wants and needs, insecurities, passion, just by pressing our lips to each other. I’m renewed and energized anew.

My goddess, I feel myself kissing you now. Thank you for activating this in me and sharing your innermost desires wordless with your lips on mine. I’ll see you soon.

Universe, fuuck. That is all.