Trinity Sequence

1
I knew, could feel, you were coming tonight:
Your heat irradiates and burns all thought.
As you draw close to me I learn what hot
Can really mean and stumble back a slight
Step ‘til you reach out and pierce the air between us—
O how can such a slight—a mere soft touch!—
Inflame each nerve beneath my skin with such
Acute feeling your glance seems rapturous—
With too much sense you leave me senseless.
You move your hand across my chest and down,
And I, at last, move toward your lips, caress
Both them and more with lustful tongue. Your gown
       Slides easily onto the floor, and there
       We burn until our ashes take to air.

Song
Come lie with me and feel my love
And we will all the pleasures prove
Of disheveled sheets and tussled hair,
Of sweaty limbs and bosoms bare;

And I will taste sweet salty skin,
My mouth without, my tongue within;
Your breasts will heave and legs converge
Around my head as pleasures surge.

My lips across your nipples flit;
Stammering breath attests your clit
Ignites when down your lips my tip
Caresses ‘til you squirm and drip.

Breasts in mouth, each in their turn,
My tongue will make your pussy yearn
To feel me in your kit, thrust deep,
Until we fall, our pleasures complete.

Others can spy, for all we care,
Our sheetless bed, our bodies bare;
For we have proved through pleasures tried
That those who rail of sin have lied.

2
I close my eyes and see your so-red lips.
Your eyes penetrate mine ‘till all is green.
Your skin so soft delights my fingertips—
Our limbs enmesh ‘till nothing’s left between.
Dissolv’d into but one, this passion burns.
An hour’s nothing to the mind so bent—
All time and distance this desire spurns,
And lovers past cry—this is time well spent.
But pleasures end and eyes again must op’n,
And when they do, the color fades away.
Our touch becomes a memory for my pen
Whose strokes record the mania of our play.
       And so my fantasy o’ercomes my sense
       And reason fails to offer recompense.