He came into my life and wrapped himself around my mind.
He told me all the words I wanted to hear, while his fingers left their impression on every inch of my body.
He made me cry in pleasure and pain. He was one of a kind.
He rocked my foundations, gently at first. But the aftershock was blinding.
My body was sore from sheer emotional turmoil, while my clothes were in pieces on the floor.
My nails dug into his back, collecting his skin.
I buried myself into him. I couldn’t get close enough. He broke me. My mind, body and spirit.
In the soft glow of twilight, our bodies lay still, gasping for air.
Whispering secrets only the night can define.