It rained today,
And we crept slowly
From bed head to bed post,
From missionary to sixty-nine,
From foreplay to role play,
From one orgasm to several
Sudden muscle spasms
That had me gasping in pain,
From twitching limbs to
Scratching nails tearing
New scars, spilling blood
On my back, neck and shoulders.
You were cold and wet,
I was hot and ready.
We merged into the warmth
Of a cocoon and emerging
As a butterfly, we surged
Into the sky in the high
Of lust vanquished and
Hungers sated.
We drank the salty dew of our skins,
lips warm with perspiration,
Soft with need.
We ate each other into ecstasy
And worshipped between our hips,
Altars of birth and procreation.
From Yoga, to Tantra, to Sutra,
We studied philosophies
And argued ideologies.
We staggered into sleep
And woke up to hear the wind
Scratching away at our heat
With cold fingers, snatching
Words from our throats
With grasping fingers.
The window was open.
I closed it and fell into you
And we merged again,
Stoking fires, building new cocoons
As we watched the world weep.
It's been raining since morning. It has me writing lewd thoughts. I don't know if it is NSFW material but I am going to err on the side of caution and tag it NSFW or not. Lol... Good night y'all.
©warpedpoetic, 2019.
