Make Love To Me..... Again!
© by Rogue Poet

You reach through
the darkness…
your hand seeking mine.
Your body, hot
against me…
etches new burning
passions across my skin.
Soft sweet lips,
whispery light,
caress my own.
Unbidden, beads of fire
run down my face,
and passion’s blood, boils!
Every nerve yearns…
every cell strains…
to be the next one touched!
Fingers stray and lips caress,
stoking this ardent inferno.
Desire transforms
fantasy
into absolute need.
Panting breaths, sheen of sweat
sheathing these bodily pleasures….
Two bodies joined as one <
> work
one against the other.
The tempered wedge
splits the divide
to brave the forge’s torridity.
Strengths of each
combine the purpose;
oil for moving parts.
The two headed beast
growls its hunger,
insatiable though it seems…
sightless eyes and voiceless mouths;
the unity of our essence.
We as one rule heaven’s heights
though our heat rivals hell!
Fingers grip with bruising
strength
the body of my love.
Your mouth, your lips,
so softly sweet …
now hard and so demanding.
Teeth leave marks
and nails scratch
as heat within us builds….
This all consuming passion
F L A R E S !!!!
Cooling draughts,
though boiling hot,
pulsing from our pores….
Our world explodes,
and torrents rage
to quench this ardent fire!

We lay trembling,
our flesh quivering.
Waves of ecstasy pound
our inner shores.
Our hearts united,
float on the clouds
of heaven…
and our body breathes
its pleasure.
Need became promise
and promise…
makes love.

You reach through
the darkness…
your hand seeking mine.