Breasts pressing, round and firm,
Heaving, straining against my chest.
The softness of your lips on mine,
Gentle, yes, but filled with hunger
Yearning to taste the fruits of love.
The firm curve of your mound
Arched against me, moving, grinding,
Seeking ecstasy still mysterious
‘Til the moment of our joyous joining.
Soft skin on firm, lying, intertwining
As hungry mouths lock tight together,
Welcoming tongues their sweet invasion,
Mere preview of our lovers’ dance.
Sweet arousal sweeps us onward,
Tossed by waves of wet desire,
Until the moment oft imagined
Comes now when two join as one.
And soon soft folds mold tight around
To clutch, to draw me to the heat
That burns with flames of primal need.
Soft cries and moans proclaim our pleasure,
Clinging, clawing, craving, crying
Gripping tight to ecstasy
That ‘til today was but a vision,
Now made real when like a rocket
Two beings soar and then explode.
And molten passion flows between
To fuse their hearts forevermore.