Their Name: Liz & Emma Boudoir
Climax
Don’t tear me apart. Pull me together … See me as I fall apart. See us as we’re torn together.
See me as I stand here. Tears in eyes … Eyes blurred with tears. Pain shooting through the force that brings me life; my heart.
My heart feels as if it’s bleeding. Chest torn apart; as I stand to meet your gaze. I can’t take the pain that the sight of your torn eyes brings me. Why can’t you see me?
I stand here in the flesh, but you can’t feel me. I say words, but you can’t hear me.
Touch me: your hands around my breasts; your body parts fill me.
Please feel me: as I touch your hips; arrest your lips … give me something to hold onto. I need you to hold onto. I need you to hold on too …
Please give me a chance to fix this: let me steal a kiss; hold onto this. This bond between us: made of sweet whispers, long gazes and exposed thighs. Made of long nights; on top each other. Made of stories and truths; lies and tries … I need you to remember. Remember what you promised me.
Don’t let go of me … please.
Please let us ascend … don’t let this climax end us both.
I need you to remember: why we started; why you loved me.
Don’t give up: I need you still; I need you to let us heal.
My love. My inner entity. My heart and soul.
My Climax.—- Serina Loraine