Until Morning

"And little gusts of erotic air"

Hush,
Don’t say a word.
Let my breath
Be the only thing
That is heard
As my body
Slowly connects
With yours.

Serene,
Is the moment between us;
When our bodies
Become one
And little gusts
Of erotic air
Escape our lips
From sweet surrender.

Whispers,
Now exit in waves
As a tender rhythm
Forms equally
To match cravings
Of sexual appetites
Hungry for each other.

Calmly,
Passions build,
As our bodies
Slide together 
In a moment fulfilled
Taking us both
Over the edge.

Whimpers,
Of pure enchantment
Travel vigorously
Into our
Loving commandment
Wrapping each other
With warmth.

Quietly,
We fall asleep
Arm in arm,
Our bodies now
A piled heap
Where we remain
Until morning.