Illuminescent orgasms
Quivering spines
jiggeling jugs
Synchronized time.
Laughter below
Explicit needs
Smooth curves
Full of seed.
Finger tips dance
Gentle touch
Arousal growing
Nothing rough
Silk is the hair
Or absence of
Deviant snare.
Liquid love
Quiet whispers
To open ears
Skin on skin
No fallacy here.
Real is felt
Voids are filled
Bullish thrusts
Seeds that melt.
Totally lost
No outside world
Only the grasp
Of bodies locked
Fly peace dove
With white explosion
Color of love
Instant devotion.
Buried deep
In heated passion
Mirrored from within
Transcendent action.
By Rebecca Rudolph