burns under the flesh,
she rides me savagely
as our flesh melts as one.
beating for one soul.
Her nails scratching my chest,
while she begs me not to stop -
longing for this passion to never end.
Lustful desire engulfing the mind,
blinded by that which we long to manifest.
Her body so soft to the touch,
eyes crying out for so much more.
The only worry in me,
is that I will not be able to please her.
To satisfy that hunger
which does consume her.
But at least I can try.