allow time to slow down as the frantic rush of thoughts leave your dizzy head seeping deeper into stillness,

breathing easy, breathing softly, simply losing all control as my words hold you heavy in blissful sleep.

frozen limbs and empty thoughts, completely lost and silent, drifting deeper into playful arms,

resting rigid, resting helpless; while such tender hands mold pleasure transfixed in time.

toys let echos suspend their senses, they sink into hands carving masterpieces out of stone.