The dance.

From soft to firm, caress to touch to taste,
An energy untamed engulfs the pair,
Soft moans and heaves, his arms, their sweat, her waist,
Uncapped desire, his mouth, their hands, her hair.
The world recedes, all fades as limbs entwine,
The world has worked to keep this lust at bay,
The world must bow when Venus pours her wine,
Desire commands, their bodies must obey.
And now his arrow seeks its mark, cut loose,
Her nails, his back, a fleshly masterpiece,
Deeper now his arrow, and sweeter now her juice,
Crying out together, as one they find release.
Caressing through the gentle afterglow,
Their cups refill, a stirring down below.