The Crescent Desire

The mind is perturbed by the spiritual restraint of the senses; what will the crescent desire do? The nimbus clouds may kiss themselves and disperse temporally, before the violent pressure pours. How will you moisten your soul— after the manner the droughty ground imbibes rain? To feel a splash on the eyes at a heated afternoon, I drooped my eyelids, disabled my vision, and restrained all the senses with the exception of tactile pleasure— the electrifying friction of your lips moving as a pendant, gently brushing through the carnal contour of my unexplored zones. In the evening, the nimbus clouds will gather again, but they may not postpone the outburst.