After The Main Event

Ardor has passed...
Passion is spent...
We’re covered in sweat...
Our new sheets have been rent...

A tangle of limbs...
You held close in my arms...
It’s delicious and wicked...
Now I’ve tasted your charms...

Felt deep inside you...
The heat of a woman...
Power of pleasure...
The strength of you cumin’

Dreamy you lay there...
Secure in my grasp...
My fingers caress you...
And softly you ask...

Again now my lover?
Shall we touch the sky?
As you slide down my body...
To look the snake in the eye...


Phoebus
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