DMV

I dreamed of him a few weeks ago. I don’t know if it was a significant dream or merely the projection of my past wishful thinking—maybe both. I was in a huge, white, cylinder-shaped building bathed in sunshine, with a huge spiral stair and spiral windows through which I could see a beautiful blue sky. In front of me,

…deep intrusion, kisses on the swan lines, peony-love on the tender sides, detour on The Land of Candor, seizing (squeeeeeezing) the Hills, arch-cuddle…His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles…infinite ecstasy…ignition…