Sublime Pleasures

fingers brushing
fingers grip
fingers rubbing
fingers slip

part of me is
inside you
penetrating
feeling too

every tingle
every rush
as we mingle
throbbings lush

sounds, sensations
bodies' heat
juices tasting
salty sweet

no more thinking...
rhythmically
locked in motion
you and me

anticipating...
waves cascade
sublime pleasures
as they fade