Poetry of Passion

Riding on your organ of love

I break into a rhythm.

Up and down as we travel

I can feel your need to come.

Making the right moves

As we go deeper

The gates of ecstasy open

urging me to stay here.

I feel the pain rush in

Giving me all the pleasure.

I close my eyes and moan

As you bury your treasure.

Passion is filled in your actions

And it makes me scream.

I beg for more and more

As you fill me with your stream.

This dance of pain and pleasure

Has come to a close

As I bring out an ocean

Out of my pulsing rose.

As the dim light of the moon

Shines sharply in the sky

I bring myself closer to you

To live in the moment gone by.