Orgasmic



       Lightening strikes my nervous
       system.

       White, hot, molten lava builds and
       bursts into a million tiny shooting
       stars of my being.

       Spinning outside of my body into
       an alternate realm of time and space
       surrounded by warm and comforting
       darkness.

       Returning back from a place where I
       exist with no name.

       Blissfully and carelessly falling into
       a seamless abyss of sleep.

       ------ orgasm inspired poetry

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