seeking pleasures from each other, seeking wonder and romance.
Aching, needing hunger will make their destiny clear.
Their lips meet in soft kisses, their tongues begin passionís war.
Forgotten now, the outside world.
All is here, behind this door.
He strokes her body tenderly,
she arches up for his caress.
He finds her silken breasts and her womanly wetness.
She moans in fiery desire and pulls his hand away,
wishing to end this exquisite torture and get on with passionís play.
She straddles his waiting body, eases him into her feminine hollow.
She leads him on a rhythmic dance, his thrusting hips must follow.
She rides him faster, even then, to hear his wondrous sighs.
She shows him all the delights she has between her womanly thighs.
They stare into each otherís eyes and gasp as ecstasy unreels,
and tangles them in a loverís knot that every answer reveals.
They lie side by side, spent but hungering still.
She touches him where their passion came and tastes their lovers spill.
Their mouths meet in passionate need, hungry animals once more.
This time he rises above her, her body to explore.
Their ballet begins again, as he thrusts his manhood in,
vowing not to end the dance unless her cries heíll win.
Like beasts of old they become, riding with desire,
only resting their throbbing bodies
when satisifed by their fire.
Dedicated to you Jeff