Poetry In Motion

The Rapture of Us
It’s whirling all around me
red, then blue
then yellow, then gold
So intense, I melt into it
Then I explode

I climb so high
Lost in the sensation
I succumb to your
passionate creation

I cry out in pleasure
My body on fire
I cling to your scent
Hunger feeding my desire

To taste and lick
to touch, to flick
I scorch a path
Along skin that is slick

You feel so good
Your body I adore
Your skin amazing
I have to explore

I’m caught up, Baby
Your body against mine
Show me you crave me
Let your body define

Don’t hold back
Let your passion flow
Move with me
And let your actions show

Climbing that pinnacle
Reaching together
Desire whirling, intense
We’re on the edge
Reaching and grabbing

Almost there, feel it
the anticipation
that sense of elation
We explode over the edge

Hearts beating wildly
Sweat intermixed
Hot and dazed
Completely spent

Limbs intertwined
Our bodies ebb
Into relaxation
Our desires fed

Sleep invites us
We tenderly kiss
we both succumb
Satisfied and content

Rest now, Baby….

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