midnight loving

lovers meet beneath
crescent moon;
heat of summer
passion rises.
she wraps arms around me,
vines entwining,
midnight eyes seeking.

gentle lips
graze her neck
leaving promises behind
for later;
fingers tangle
in her tresses,
pulling her
closer.
breath mingles.

hands gently pushed aside
as ice travels
her collarbone road.
ice slides
across chest to graze
perfect peak.
lips follow.

she begs
to be taken;
pleading, needing,
offering herself to me.
lips cover hers. hush.
I prefer the scenic route,
sweetlips.

ice melts,
a mini-glacier
slowly tracing contours
of her body,
leaving behind
trails of wetness
to be sucked
and licked.

breathing heavy now,
eyes half-closed,
she surrenders to the loving.
pressing lips to belly,
inhaling honeysuckle arousal
sprinkled with dew,
I wrap my arms around
her center
anchoring us both.

riding waves of
meadow grasses,
lovers join as one,
ushering in the morning
as indigo night fades
into buttery dawn.