Feed my Soul

The sun has long set on the world outside. Moonlight cascades dimly on our bodies as music softly shuffles in the background. The sweet sound of my body as it fuses with yours feeds my soul. The heavy panting in between the colliding of our lips and tongues. The breathless sighs as we entwine; finding yet another point of ecstasy over and over. Your warm teasing whispers against my ear. The way you hiss in between bites across my neck. The sound of your sex against mine as we we meet in perfect unison. Your moan as you tremble and come in our synchronized surrender. Even the way you say baby as you cuddle me in tightly after the passion has ended. The beating of your heart as my head lays snuggled tightly against your chest. Oh, how these sweet sounds feed my soul.