The Parenthetic Reply

(The footsteps that you're hearing)
(And my breathing that collides)
(My hands that touch your body)
(To feel the softness it provides)

(I am here to give you pleasure)
(In the quietness with love)
(Gazing in your limpid eyes)
(As I'm hovering above)

(I hear you gasping, panting)
(As I tease you with my tongue)
(You reach beneath the coverings)
(And you feel how I am hung)

(You wrap your hand 'round my erection)
(Feel the hardness that you seek)
(Don't stop now, I'm in my ecstasy)
(Let my fingers take a peek)

(Your dampness is so welcoming)
(Your breasts are in my view)
(I'm sucking on each nipple)
(Then I'll dine upon your dew)

(I'll hum a tune of love to you)
(As I relish your abyss)
(Our tongues are intertwining)
(As we meet dawn with a kiss)

(We culminate our feelings, as we release between your thighs)