The meeting

 She sat opposite him with coffee to drink
Didn’t really know what to think
His eyes blue looking her way
Lost for words, not knowing what to say

Arms draped around her
Tense moment they share
Tongues entwined
Battle of the mind
Shivers race down her spine
Just a matter of time

Passionate kisses as they embrace
Fast, breathing , heart race
Touch of skin to skin
Searching delving, deep within
Slow, slow, then explode
Ready to release the load

Breathing slows then a sigh
A faint groan then a cry.
Stop, stop one last breath
All over ‘the little death’