I Am Very Passionate and Intense When I Make Love
i dream about our achingly familiar hands, arms, legs, lips; entangled
kisses melting inside hungry mouths
playing swords with tantalizing tongues
legs wrapped together, like ivy vines to cinnamon bricks
i grip your arms
that resemble strong maple trunks
planted beside me
hard, with deep groves, and stable
your ragged panting
pounds incessantly near my ear
your boiling breath
scorches my bare neck
the slapping wetness
penetrates the smoldering silence
like the rhythm of a single beating drum
it takes over the night
pulling us
in
kisses melting inside hungry mouths
playing swords with tantalizing tongues
legs wrapped together, like ivy vines to cinnamon bricks
i grip your arms
that resemble strong maple trunks
planted beside me
hard, with deep groves, and stable
your ragged panting
pounds incessantly near my ear
your boiling breath
scorches my bare neck
the slapping wetness
penetrates the smoldering silence
like the rhythm of a single beating drum
it takes over the night
pulling us
in