My sensual scribbles
begin like a kiss
on the crook
of her collarbone
sending tingles
up and down
her spine
I grind against
her curved ass
I hear her mewls
as my shaft splits
her cheeks
I know that
I shall write
my dirtiest poem
tonight
I dip in her fire
deep in her storm
Slowly consumed
by my hunger
with the urge to make
her thighs quake
Stoking her deep
My column strong
touching her thoughts
that once only
existed in her dreams
yet only now alive
Our souls bared
dancing in wild desire
lost in freedom
Sinking into ocean
of blissful quakes
