mind fucked.

The warmth of your body, the depth of your soul
I crave them on nights like these; empty & cold
And though it’s been years since our souls have intertwined, I can’t seem to stop thinking of your beautiful mind
I miss your undying passion in the still of the night
Caressing my body, while fuckin my mind
Orgasm after orgasm, but my mental still hasn’t had enough
I’m longing for your intellectual penetration .. Deep, slow, and rough

You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life.
Jiddu Krishnamurti (via rizzythegod)