Momentum

Lips glide over every inch
As temptations deepen
Like fools, we are relentless
Victims of our own crimes

Soft skin;
Mould it in your hands
Whispered words;
Caress me gently

With closed eyes
Every sense is heightened
Gentle sighs float
Spurring your ambitions

The taste is sweet;
Forbidden and inviting
Your gaze burns me;
Fiery and passionate

Trace a line down my back
Smooth and sensuous
Entangled in luscious locks
I can only cry your name