A Rhythmic Buckling

craving your lips, your mouth, your hair  
ocean grey, leaving my heart heavily in despair  
silently starving, I ponder our blissful moments  
only to hear you say, it’s been a wonderful enlightenment
 
nourishing pieces of eat Indian breads  
dipped in a bowl of soup, sweet lentil spreads  
your delicate fingers making dinner the main order  
you don’t quite have any obsessive compulsive disorder  
 
I desire for your enchanting smile  
hunger for your intoxicating laughter  
desire for your rousing stroking style  
my hunger for you, needs nothing the morning after  
 
your sweet serenade, captivating!  
you’re passion incarnate, ravishing!  
I’m totally enslaved, oh darling dear, please be aware  
it was so easy, it started with just the way you care  
 
hot bathtub, the forbidden’s awake  
luscious breasts, feeling them quake  
heated loins, her sensuous touch  
the soft warm hands, finding my crotch  
 
“oh christ! hot flushes and I feel that bristling warmth”    
“perfectly right between your parted sweet pink lips”      
Oh Jesus! I feel the snaking of your long slender arm      
throbbingly holding me snug at your gentle fingertips  
 
a cougar, she’s beyond imagination  
her tightness squeezes tighter and tighter  
my knees weaken, I’m losing concentration  
mounted by the thighs, straddled desire  
 
racy heartbeats, I like being dominant  
embracing love’s passionate moment    
bountiful booty, a rear view simple to adore  
fondling the moist clit whilst on all fours  
 
screaming moans, I press her face  
deep warm pussy, I’d pound till there’s embrace    
oh yes! oh yes! she’s loudly pleads, orgasm’s building    
endorphic eruptions, her trembling flesh reverberates a rhythmic buckling!