saturday morning

her hair
knotted
around my fingers
panted breaths
grasping
gasping
lusty fools
consumed by our
need
need compels me
i am lost in my desire
the salty sweet taste
the scent of her sweat
on my skin
building
slowly
i take her to the edge
just as she's about to
step off
i slow
i bring her down
with me
catch our breath
then build again
higher and higher
delayed gratification
can be so fucking delicious
i make her wait







wait

then we break through
a rush of feelings
sensations
shaking her apart
a chemical spill of release
i am flooding her mind

a nibble
a kiss
a glass of water
i make breakfast

a weekend free to explore
a new adventure awaits