Karlawithakay

This euphoria we’ve manifested, has my being on float

I love the nibble of lower lips, your caress, my stroke
Silky gliding movements, in perfect rotation
A half smile across my face, gives your heart palpitations
The placement of my hips, changes with your rhythm
You challenge yourself, how deep you can get in them
A thumb across my hand, makes me desire you more
Ascends my senses, to the ceiling from the bottom floor
Mouths open, yet no words are escaping
The anticipation of this finale, is so exasperating
Skin on wet skin, an internal pleasing touch
One lay in the sheets, with you is never enough
Awaiting the era of making love, and whispering those words
Will morph this action into a noun, and replace it from a verb
A squeezed pillow residing on my face, so no one heard
Sexual satisfaction is the ultimate relationship cure