His essence slowly fills my mind,
His touch lifts me to rapture.
His eyes burn, and melt.
This is heaven.
His strength weakens me,
Desire overwhelming with demand.
He is substance, and scent, and flavor.
He embraces me.
Shrouded by his heat,
His fire brands my soul,
His insatiable hunger,
Gorging on me.
Quiet now, we lie entwined,
Rough hands roam luxuriously on my skin.
Exquisite release our gift.
He is mine.
