A Layering

 
"Come here," he said and put his arms around
And pulled me close and kissed my ears and found
I giggled softly. He nibbled both lobes
And blew into my ears and kissed the rose
That pouted so expectantly - my lips;
I kissed back and I puckered, so the tips
Of tongues entwined and both our mouths explored
And sighs became soft moans; And he restored
My equilibrium, as I gave back
And gave up all resistance - his attack
Was subtle, gentle, layered and so clear
That I could not resist and just came there.