Lovers

Lovers

Hands roam,
fell of skin,
soft to touch,
warm within.
Pressure building
blood starts to flow
heading to places
both of us know

Breath on my neck,
his voice in my ear,
heat from behind me
as I am drawn near.

Caressing my shoulders
his mouth to my breast,
heart starts to race.
What's to come next ?

My hands reach for him now,
forgetful of rest.
Love the strength of his arms,
as I'm crushed to his chest.

As legs intertwine
lips gently meet,
his tongue seeks mine.
No need to speak.

Temperature rising
tempo up beat
I move down his torso
the taste is so sweet.

Breath coming fast now,
mine and his both.
So hard is the need ,
we tear of our clothes.

I climb on top slowly...
feel him inside,
each inch repeated
Oh, what a ride.

He rises to meet me,
picking up pace
slower than faster
my thighs start to shake.

He's quickening, pulsing,
a few more glides.
Unbelieveable hard now
each nerve so alive.

A warmth and then tingling
bright lights, behind eyes.
Can't catch my breath
my pleasure can't hide.

And "Why should it?" I think
As I come once again.
Sex is best between Lovers,
When Lovers are friends.