There but Not

The faces she's making; The places I'm taking her,

Not hard to see; The pleasure she's enjoying,

Her insides boiling; Overflowing as she rides,

Pouring down on me; As if I'm caught in her storm,

By the ways she's moaning; Shaking and trembling,

Her eyes glazed over; If she's not with me,

Having an out of body experience; Like she's caught the holy ghost,

Praising my depth; No control whatsoever,

On another level; This one is for the books,

A crook in the moment; Stealing her soul,

Ever second that unfolds; Feeling like minutes,

Every minute that passes; Like more than it's duration,

Sustaining all she can; As her river flows,

Struggling with her words; The tighter she holds,

Craving me so bad; Since the last time she's had me,

Passionately indulging in; Amazing and breathtaking love...