In The Span Of A Few Moments

In the span of a few moments, a soft bed is in view,
False concerns are raised, just as quickly subdued,
A kiss becomes brutal, lips elegantly bruised,
A caress becomes carnal, skin deliciously abused,
Bodies entertwine, their mouths become fused,
His hands crush full mounds, she answers soft mews,
Blood pounds through hot veins, her thighs slick, legs askew,
Hands slide past soft cloth, violent spasms ensue.

In the span of a few moments, their passion flares higher,
Clothing's removed, and restraint is retired,
A touch becomes wicked, fingers slide deep inside her,
An exhale becomes fevered, her skin painted with fire,
They slide in and out, breasts heave with desire,
His mouth lowers down, empassioned eyes open wider,
Fingers lace through his hair, body taut like a wire,
Ecstatic cries pour out, peak of pleasure acquired.

In the span of a few moments, requests become pleas,
Lips curve with knowledge, her thighs gently squeeze,
Her sultry look beckons hither, she rolls to hands and knees,
His grip becomes iron, in molten velvet he sheathes,
She arches against him, his hard length plunges deep
Curled fingers seek satin, he moves with gentle ease,
Pace quickly goes frantic, silence pierced with their keens,
Last thrust, eyes fly open, bodies quiver with release.

In the span of a few moments, erotic spasms are through,
Hearts beat in time, skin glows with flushed hues,
Her grin shows intent, and her caresses renew,
She strokes him alive, his body trembles, she coos,
His moans beg for more, she smiles, promises "Soon,"
His eyes open, face stills, then he whispers "I love you,"
Surprised gasp from her throat, she doesn't know what to do,
But her heart gives the answer, and she replies, "I love you too."