Labyrinth of the Nous

Nimbus clouds,

regulating my perception.

dull air,

nourishing my spirit;

richening my lungs.

Blinking becomes evitable

whilst awake in my indulged reverie.

Here I appear..

irreconcilable..

for I haul my feet in engraving remorse,

twiddling that prominent circlet on my finger,

a pledge of his deepest fantasies.

Involuntarily,

I entomb the fact of reality

with a concealment of a fulfilled simulation;

giggling in a daze of unreasoning attraction

to another man...

...unattainable.

Staring blindly

while enclosed in this hollow medium,

I envision that freshly declared narration,

that monogamous confidentiality

that I yearned for so long.

" Standing broad behind your fragile stance,I would move every follicle to bare that porcelain neck only to brush my foreign lips to your timid pulse, grazing my fingertips below to the edge of decency, only to creep underneath, and northward to your effeminate breasts.

I would exist only to pacify your being....and convey your hidden carnality to the surface to match my evident desire. Your aureole of innocence radiates as you peer over those narrow shoulders.

I would gaze robustly unto those inquiring lips, thirsting more for you to journey through my Norwegian kisses as exploration draws nigh.My hand fills the small of your back; impelling you fragilely....synchronously and forcibly grasping your thigh. One sigh of desire influences me to hoist you into a enrapturing realm, trapping any dubiety and converting it into weakness...

only to save you.

I utter my undisclosed devotion to you in my native tongue while observing your head arch in that sightly euphoric state. Indulging and enduring this entwined immaculate fornication allows me to culminate in sync with you, proceeded by sublime admiration...come to me."

Reality sets in,

and my unaware;

hallucinated smile

mutates into a middling glum

when my feet discover a puddle,

my puddle.