Lovely lazy lust

 
Dawn’s warm embrace
Finds our forms entwined
Us two, face to face
Our bodies, intimately aligned

Lips meet in passion
As breast press to chest
In missionary fashion
Intimacy at its best

Birds sing morning praise
To our languorous love
Our heart rates raise
As I move above

Not frantic, manic
This lazy lust
No wild panic
Just gentle thrust

Pleasure is met
Without wild screams
Both left wet
In blissful dreams.