Primal Tangled Dance Of Passion

 
 
 
whispers in the dark
fingers trace forbidden paths
moans escape our lips
 
tangled limbs and breath
bodies writhe in ecstasy
surrendering to lust
 
intertwined and lost
skin on skin, aching desire
two souls merge as one
 
pleasure surges deep
a primal dance of passion
Carnal hunger fed
 
sated and breathless
ching bodies finally still
in the afterglow