come to me, my love
in the early morning hours
and let the contours of my curves
welcome every stroke of your fingertips
riding the highs of your lips
upon my own
the soft sway of my hips
in a slow rhythm with yours
feeling the hum of currents crawling up my spine
as the waves of pleasure take my breath away
I close my eyes and completely let go
feeling you so engraved
in the deepest part of me
and I hold you there so gently
rocking back and forth
until I am full of all of you