I dream of sailing my ship until I reach the sea of stars. I dream of meeting you there, endless, unknowable, and beautiful beyond fathoming. I dream of kissing you until you consume me and I become another smeared brush stroke among the many comprising your being.
We dream of us. Complete and secure within ourself, requiring nothing, but desiring everything. We dream of seducing you with pleasure beyond compare, with the contentment of joining a whole so much greater than you alone. We dream of all of you looking up at us and saying “yes.”