Flowers and Petals

She lies before him naked except for a smile
Her body heated and pink with anticipation of his touch

He stands before her shaking inside
His body responds in heated fervour to her skin

His hands flow over her flower
Opening it gently to the wind

Her moans from lips escaping
Her petals engorged with lifeblood

He sighs and tastes the sweet nectar
As a bee desiring to lap up every drop

Her heart quickens as he finds the centre of her pleasure
Her petals open her eyes close

He moans deeply at her musky warmth
His body betraying him at the outset

He longs to feel the petals around his strong shaft
He longs to pierce the flower and take it for his own

He lifts and drives inside her
Moans of ecstasy escape her lips

The flower of her womanhood opens and embraces his light
They meet in a cataclysm of orgasmic delight

He withdraws and her flower wilts with longing
Pulsing with pleasure they hold one another

Longing for warmth of a new day
When the flower will open once more.