Decisions in the Moment of Passion

In my embrace, I cradled her close,  
Her lips, a canvas for my fervent prose.  
Her whispers, moans in a clandestine dance,  
My fingers traced a path, a tempting trance.  
   
Her supple skin, a canvas for my desires,  
Caressing with lips, igniting passionate fires.  
As passion unfolded, a cascade so sweet,  
Her essence dripped, an intimate feat.  
   
In that moment, clarity in the whispers deep,  
She wasn't just a moment, but for keeps.