After

Fingertips, smooth,
cool on my flesh
as they trace designs
at random in chilling sweat.
The scent of us both
lingering strong in the air,
coloring the room
with our lovemaking.
"Baby", you call me,
and smile, content
as I lie there in your arms.
"Lover" the name I return
like a blessing on my lips,
quivering in the newness
of our first meeting,
first mating.
Just two wild beasts
staving off reality
for one more hour.