A Night of Love
2/2/2012

The way you smell when drenched in your desire
Provokes the act you're hoping will transpire

The feeling of your soft and supple lips,
your hands caressing slowly through my hair,
involuntary motions from your hips,
all work as one, my senses to ensnare

And so, ensnared, I gladly bare my skin
and seek for yours. And though we once were cold,
our passions stirred, heat now comes from within-
then toss the covers! Let our love unfold!

It flows into a perfect ecstasy-
then ebbs, while I hold you, and you hold me