Feb. 12, 2010
The bumps on your skin that made me smile,
I traced them slowly, your moan erupted; none in guile
Lower lip is bit and red
Sucking air through teeth, the earth is shaking on this tiny bed
Thrusting and heaving, our sweat is pouring
Touching and caressing, our voices flailing
Slow and deliberate your head held back
Fast and savage your screams, they rack
As our muscles weaken the moments gets rosier
Like opening all of heaven’s doors, breaking spiritual barrier
The tingly feeling of our little deaths,
The moment of honesty, only of two lover’s breadth
Smoldering bodies of steamy excitement
Apex of life itself, then comes abatement
No such blessing could the Creator bestow
Than when your body and mine lay in this plateau
Your beauty is fulfilled; oh how divine
The euphoria when our bodies combine.
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