THE EXTENSION OF YOUR SOUL (2)

The extension of your soul  
moves within me, as we roll  
bare amidst the satin sheets.  
Your teeth nibble at my teats  
pulling at them teasingly  
while your arms so squeezingly  
draw me irrevocably  
caught up in a reverie,  
imprinting my front on your  
torso so I can't withdraw  
what I chose to give to you.  
I am moaning "Ah, ma Dieux....  
oh, sweet mercy.." endlessly  
as you thrust in-out of me.  
 
Then, the earth begins to move  
within my contracting groove.  
Your pearl stream fills my chasm  
as I enter orgasm,  
rising celestial heights,  
let go my scratching and bites.
Your body ceases pressing,
you tail off while caressing
my back, having allowed me
to rest upon your body.