She turns her ring round and round,
What it all means, she hasn't a clue,
Nerves jump at every sound,
She doesn't know what to do.
His finger slides down her cheek
She turns to see fire in his eyes
The passion there makes her weak
Slowly easing down, she sighs.
His lips caress hers
Her tongue touches his
They're past needing words
Lost in a fiery kiss.
She reaches to pull him close,
He slips lower with his kiss,
His hands brush where she needs them most
As the touch deepens, a moan escapes her lips
Her back arches as the feelings burn
Coming closer, she sees the top
Lips parted, nowhere to turn,
Wishing the feelings would never stop.
One last shudder, her shoulders fall,
The bed drenched in sweat
Gasping, his name she calls
Her hair, spread out, soaking wet.
His arms circle her body round,
Fingers clutch at him
The feelings linger without a sound
Satisfied, her every whim.
DW
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