Sonnet A

The taste and feel of the long hard column of your cock
Kneeling before you, looking up through lust filled eyes
My hand moving over you, like satin wrapping a rock
Naked and engaged in passion, our bodies tell no lies

Magic within my fingertips playing idly over your skin
Your fist finding anchor in the thick play of my hair
Lovers finding eternity engaged in the world’s oldest sin
I gaze up to see your desire, a private moment only we share

Lay me back on the rug with the fireplace our background
As flesh punctures flesh, chaos claims all rational thought
Lost in the moment’s madness, carnal cries the only sound
Passion’s peak we rise up to, then over the place we’ve sought

Collapsed upon my body, solid weight against my curves
A whisper and a kiss and the night ends as it deserves