Offering

She stands there freshly showered in a candle lit room
draped in a silk gown that candle light flickers through
body swaying slowly, breathing to the sound of love making
in a trance of ecstasy, she is a willing sacrifice here for the taking  
straps on her gown fall to her shoulder sides
until the only thing holding up her dress is perky nipples that her gown dare not hide
I see her pelvic winding as her thighs clinch
as her hands graze my body I can tell she wants to feel every inch
her dress falls revealing,
what I want to feel in,
but I stay calm clutching my fist, the only sign of my natural feelings
besides the fact that I am standing up though I sit down
she kisses me on the neck and I want scream but let out moan sound
she turns around and backs in to the glide of hot butter
at first entrance I feel my breathing start to stutter
I  pull her hair back now , pushing the dip of her back down
go in deep until she  releases a deprived from air sound
when she says oh my God , I know she is referring to me as the Oh   Mighty   God
no in and out  motion , I move  more like the strokes of violin  
pain is masked by pleasure, so much I don't have to remind her that she was a offering  
so take it,  
take it while I'm all in
I'm standing in your puddle the rain is fallen  
my hands  reach around, grabbing your breast
laying in you until you back meets my chest
together were  moving like the crawling of a worm
perfectly in motion together doing something we never had to learn
a hand moves up to your neck a finger slips in your mouth
I feel your tongue swirling my finger and only can imagine what your thinking about
Now she's feeling like don't stop , stop  
but I must