by WriterDom ©
Circles of kisses
surrounds passion
inescapable moans
bleed hot against skin
Pressed down
smothered by lust
fingers lock
palm to palm
"Now,"
you beg
to be filled
made whole
taken hard
Like a primal
drum
a metered beat
between silky thighs
a musk wet wonder
A knock against
flooded gate
pink lips encircle
a sweet burn slides
Inside to
hilt
of soulful being
a withering wench
locks her legs
Pulls deeper
a smear of kiss
as lips rock
in a tossed sea
Of unbridled lust
a squeeze within
impaled, then spit
to trembling slit
Nails etch
each stroke
hips heave to meet
bone deeply buried
above puddled sheet
Come with
me
ride this tide together
a duet of gasps
sweet unwinding
Leaving two
breathless
sharing one love
till the last star winks
past the end of time