Torrid thoughts of the night before
kept heated impulses smoldering under my flushed skin.
Spread downward like tiny, tickling fingers
into regions set to blaze by his tongue of fire.
Breasts peak in sensitivity, as embers still burn hot.
I am lost in the revelry of my wanton mind.
Our clothes flew, until both raw and naked, skin to skin,
we had jumped into the flames of lust without hesitancy, no longer human.
Passions matched in fierceness against hard vertical surfaces,
resembling two wild animals, the friction of our rhythm
scorching every place our bodies touched
Our coupling had created something undeniable.
When lust was satisfied, we laid entwined, limbs
melting into each other, holding tight till morning’s dawn.
The hunger was irrefutable, I’d engorged on what he offered
and he took a part of me and kept it for himself.
I knew without a doubt that I would want him again.