Last Night

No timepiece was needed to know, when our day was over,
rather, just a look, shared between us.
It's all a routine now, the preparing for bed,
but not for sleep, and routine is rarely so thrilling.

I'll never tire of your slim, naked body,
even when it's swiftly covered by your feminine pyjamas,
They won't stay, we both know, not tonight,
That magic is abundant tonight.

Minutes later, I too am ready, and all I can see,
is your sweet face tucked above the covers.
Eyes closedf but you're no more asleep than I,
your mouth betrays you with a smile, a grin.

We cuddle and kiss to our hearts desire,
our hands wander, over familiar curves and ridges.
Yet its as exciting now as the first time,
and I shiver as my fingers brush your hair, below.

This is beautiful, you are beautiful,
and I appreciate how lucky I am.
You capture me, in your hand and slide,
as I press further with mine.

Time stands still, it is of little import,
all that exists is us, our bodies parked together.
Our pleasure unique, again,
we shall never tire of this.

And then you are ready, as am I,
Though it seems impossible, our bodies come closer.
And we are entwined,
I feel the glory of being gripped by you, deep, as we embrace.

Soft, urgent moans and exclamations fill the dark,
as you move unsteadily atop me.
That is our position, your favourite,
and I eagerly cup your soft, tender breasts.

You lean forward, and I strain up,
my mouth reaching your breasts and sucking them in.
My hips, your hips, move as one,
I know it hurts you bu that is temporary.

Our love making embrace is perfect,
the ideal way to complete a day.
My warm rush inside you,
a sign of our eternal love.

But even better after, once both of us are relieved,
is the tender embrace we reconnect to, with joy.
Our sleepy eyes meet, our lips join,
and we both enter, the comfort of our union.