Gratification

There are moments when

I'd like to suffocate through an orgasm

Have my last breathes be

A moment of pleasure and pain

Rising above my physical form

And connecting with my spiritual norm

I seek comfort in asphyxiation

The moment you're about to peak

Blood pumping violently through your veins

Your lungs holding captive the air you need to speak

The interesting part is

The connection between pain and pleasure

Or better said, pleasure in pain

I know that they're one of the same

I remember the smell of your skin

When I hold its warmth pressed against my lips

All I want is to make you sin

But its never been a sin

Its always been two bodies connected on a realm we thought shouldn't exist

It seems when I desire to unravel every inch of your mind

After every stroke accompanied by silent moans in disguise

I'm also unravelling every inch of my own soul

Through the silence that never seems to hold.