Erotic Overture

Lay me down
as only you would know
let silence fill the air.

Brush lips across mine
filling space between with whispers.

Stroke brow, kiss eyelids closed
savoring satisfaction
yet to come.

The duet begins with dissonance:
buttons pop,
fabric rips,
teeth mark flesh.

Our bodies progressing, note by note
hips rise, to greet;
meet, stroke by stroke
force for force.

Build, from within,
crescendo of harmonious round
wherein you conduct,
lead forth tempo
moving lento, andante, allegro.

Overture of coitis, conjunction
we play
(nocturne)
darkness fills the air.

Skin resonates,
vibrates,
and
(in unison)
tempo changes, again.

Kisses, fevered
need, unbound
fingers dig deep
into back, buttocks
attempting to merge
separate beings.

Measure blurs
moan overtakes mouth
escaping sky bound;
legs wrap around
tighten
to drive deeper, still.

Quiet now, breath returns
in even form;
smile
as applause erupts.