our bodies bathed in sweat;
slick hips gyrating, my sex penetrating yours
while pelvic images disband
the loyal garrison of conscience.
Ignoring cost as mother lust contrives to join us
Blood coursing through erectile tissue,
facilitating hot, rigid passion;
and mouths seek out those secret areas of heat.
tempting fleshly written poems
inspired by nature’s sensual genius.
A spasm contracts your entrance
upwards in your womb,
While we are left in darkness
on the sheets;
basking in the afterglow.