Always at the earliest
Beginning; time stops,
Ceases to be and is stilled.
Death comes in that instant,
Eschewing normalcy,
Favoring the rush, the high.
Gentle caresses partner with
Hot emotions and tangled limbs.
In the same moment is birth.
Juxtaposed with it's opposite;
Knights of the same master,
Loyal to their duties.
Moanings and croonings
Nebulously spread
Over the twain.
Pleasure is hunted;
Quarry of they.
Reality fades, a pinpoint afar.
Shuddering in need, desire
Taking and giving
Unfettered release.
Victory resembles defeat;
Weak bodies in a heap.
Xenogamy completed
Yearnings hit their
Zenith.