Double up

Just like looking in the mirror
two nipples hard in cold midwinter
the bare room no match their stature
naked as forgotten virtue

Blond locks cascade on peach soft skin
how sinuous the curve as they slowly turn
 profiles of promises from painted lips
the black mascaraed eye that winks

Thin curtain of her negligee
translucent, catch the suns last dying ray
posed, as like a classic nymph
she stood. I saw her bulging clit

From her shaven mound protrude
my face, in that passion was consumed
I unzipped my fly, she unfurled my cock
 a staggered gasp said OMG

She stroked the edifice till it was stiff
kissed its length and licked its tip
her green eyes glowing with desire
the troubadour that plays the lyre

The music in my fingers soft caress
a vagina flowered for that vast ingress
no fantasy with black dildo to enthral
boast stallion with enormous balls

The fire in the grate was lit
 embers, and each would roast upon the  spit
the mounted heads of the hunters prize
their distain, at the moans and cries

I took her on the tiger rug
a basin finds the perfect plug
expectation's iridescence, climbed initial thrusts
my double inches upon her cusp

Her virgin tightness gripped my shaft
took it all, the deepness of her draught
a marathon don't set your watch
 the incessancy to be top notch

When two minds meet and both succumb
 tumblers turn upon the drum
a key to unlock the dormant flame
winged heels in ashes, I think "what's her name"

As we count each purple stroke
her arching back, she must be close
our bodies are like melting clocks
member hard, into the hilt, and tremors rock

The lava comes in hot cascades
for those twin peaks, decent delayed
and prayers of hardness  as she mounts my cock
and start again with her on top

Morning glory, a burgeoning arise
the crack of dawn lift shadows from our eyes
a memorial to the night; a deja vu
for breathless beauty , blood claim and renew