Eyes filled with longing,
Lips flushed with passion,
Body aching to be touched

Stroking so gently,
With light dancing fingers,
Arching and aching for more.

Wrapped in each other,
No thoughts of tomorrow,
The only concern the next touch.

Passion burning hot,
Lips and tounge inter-twined,
Touching and stroking bodies.

Cool lips where it's hot,
Tounge stroking and playing,
Arching and begging for more.

Spiraling upward,
Out of control,
Passion calling through time.

Holding closely,Breath calming,
Slipping down gently,
Into a soft velvet being.