I ROSE UPON MY LOVER

I rose upon my lover
with the dawning of the sun.
His body I did cover
as his wood I got upon.
 
I spread my thighs around his,
my eyes looking in his eyes.
Lips brushed my nippled cherries
as my head blocked the sunrise.
 
I had him gladly moaning
with my thrusts in harmony,
with my own frantic groaning
from the depths of ecstasy.