Sanctuary

"come craving crazed copulations..."

a shadowed room,
our Sanctuary.
come craving our 
crazed copulations,
a steamy storm of
continuous coitus.
spread, straddled,
sweaty sweetness.
puffy pillows
strewn carelessly.
silky sheets
sensously stroking
sensitive soft skin.
now, suitably spent,
spooning sleep
awaits our
thundering,
throbbing,
heaving hearts.