MAKING LOVE

This is the playground, our ecstasy.  
Love is not shown with words, but what a man can do
Strike your fingers on it and see how that fuel my desires.
My desire of wanting, my desire of longing.
Let me explore you, inch by inch
Your skin beneath my fingertips, greasy yet soft
My lips tracing a path, Wet but warm
Leaving marks on every place where pleasure has been set.  
My body enjoys how we connect inside and out
Its a tease of my tongue and a bite of my teeth that burst all the pipes
Dragging you further into this night of moans and groans
If there are questions I’ll answer with passion, with nothing left unclear.  
Let your hips meet mine, a dance so serene
Your body is a temple, my tongue worship whole
As i murmur " the inside feels good", a place i feel warm.
Devour me, pull me deeper, let indulgence begin
With every move, every rub, the walls holding me firm
Breathing life as they sprinkle the liquid milk
With your nails in my back, your breath on my neck,  
We’ll lose ourselves, leave nothing unchecked.  
As you feel me fill you completing you whole,
Your legs wrapped tight, surrendering to what love is giving you
So when morning comes, and passion subsides
You should still crave for the sound of yesternight.