"Mind Sex" Mature Readers Only

He is out there searching the world over moving heaven and earth trying to find me. I hear him wearily uttering my name in what sounds like desperate silence searching for me- his missing heartbeat.  He now realizes that without my radiate smile he fails to exist unable to breath on his own. I am as essential to him as the oxygen he needs to breathe appearing unconsciously unimportant yet I am absolutely the vital life force necessary to his existence. When we are together, I replenish his mental faculties with a cup of life’s calming water revitalizing every part of his manhood.   In my heart, he finds a place of quiet acceptance as I accept all of him including his dynamic world filled with no peace and ample servings of judgment pie. Willingly, I welcome his heart to find ultimate unification with mines using Unconditional Love as both the “power- on” and “reset button,” and there on his shelf of all time favorite books to read, I am on his rare list of Classics because in my words he finds genuine comfort and solace and the connection deepens each time he reexamines the text a little closer. Regardless of how many times he reads this suspenseful yet alluring page turner, he finds many new literal and figurative connections with lines in this work linking his southern roots and humble East Coast beginnings… themes of authenticity and the mantra’s of “to thine own self be true” is the main seasoning in our recipe and it remains the glue that binds us with deeper understanding of one another.  I give to this man sensual heat, fully covering his body like a warm jacket while soothing him internally with  a mug filled with  steamy hot  chocolate  topped with floating marshmallows on  cold winter’s day in November.  Each conversation that we have is more special than the next and like no other.  He knows exactly how to fondle my mental, passionately cradle my successes, while never forgetting to cautiously massage my failures and fears. No doubt, plain and simple, this man is "BAWS" at tapping into my mental.  Then after he is done  caressing my mental flow, sopping up every drop of my clear phonetic juices, he  in sightfully holds my heart in his hands and the next day he does it twice as hard "Mind Fucking"me over again and again.