Early Morning

Early morning
Open windows
Gentle draft

We lay bare half-covered by sheets
A cool breeze hardens your nipples

You slowly slide the satin over your skin as you turn
Uncovering your curves, caressed by a subtle wind

Desperate vain attempts to let you sleep
The phallus is stiff, standing heroic

Eager to touch you and surrender to you sanctuary
My hesitant hands are now audacious

The hell with it, we have life to rest
My hands flow across your back to settle on your hips

My tongue follows and wonders down your spine
With occasional long kisses … I find my lips between your hills

You arch your back, an invitation I presume
You grant me access

Passionate murmurs fill the slightly cool air
you indulge me … You flip and spread … your smile is radiant

Eager to devour your succulent rose petals
Valiantly I dive … Your hands keep me captive as I lap

The sweet taste of love between your smooth thighs
Delicious nectar, savory essence

The divine fragrance of you labia, an enchanting perfume
Oh… if heaven was an aroma

Back against the headboard, I’m hard as a rock
You hold it firmly … You’re noticeably in charge

Soft kisses to the head, tender touches to the shaft
Eros must be jealous

Between your sensuous lips, you engulf it in a slow and sensuous move
Your up and down motion is making me gasp for air

Let’s ride … Our bodies are bathing in droplets of sweat
Our cavalcade is reaching a breathtaking climax

I’m hardly coherent, I am losing my senses
As I press your breast against my chest in a tight squeeze

Burst of desire, liquid fire
We tremble and shake together interlaced

Early morning
Open windows
gentle draft on wet souls