Caitlin Gold

I live beyond the confines of response, in places where senses cannot recognise their customary delight. Hide from reality but it will haunt you down until you relent. I have touched you before you knew me, before I knew you, before your time was given. A touch as faint as a whisper, rising silently behind petals of reflection. Let me free your happiness and unchain your breath, climbing beneath the labyrinth that wells softly around every synapse. Fold your mind into mine and let talismen of peace drift ambiently between the rhythm of your every moment. Humdrum be gone, this is the chasm of licentious realms, the well deeper than devotion, the source of hushed intimacy. Be soft, quell all release and drift mindfully until the sound of passion wreaks tempest. Only then will you comprehend the epilogue.

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Enjoyment Facets

Delight

Power

Release

Artificially Enhance

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