My heart hammers in my chest
Building a tempo with each rise and fall
Of her hips, her pelvis, as she grinds into me.
I hold tightly to her waist with sure hands as she rides me,
The silky feel of each drop from her velvety depths sliding
Gradually down over my inner thighs and I die
A little more from the want of her.
Each moan, each sultry word of passion
Falls upon my thirsty ears and it is all I can do not to
Roll her over in one fluid motion and take her hard and fast.
As the rhythm increases and her actions become more frenzied
She opens her eyes, wild and glassy, and breathes my name,
Falling upon me, sealing my final death with a kiss.

July 5, 1999