Exploring Flesh

Exploring Flesh

He traced the silken valley down,
A perfect line between her breast,
Milky white with rosy crown,
The perfect mold of shapely crest.

Echoing moans escape her lips,
As tracing fingers, trail descent,
Tasting curves with scarlet tips,
Lingering tongue to each perfect crescent.

Sliding hips they rest his head,
Silken lace encases round,
Lifting slowly from the bed,
Her shapely legs from darkened mound.

As utterance of sacred words,
Flow gently from her lovely chest,
His stately arrow, thrusting surge,
Forceful thrusting, pulling, arrest.

A culmination, sweet sweat with time,
Their breathing rises, falls in tune,
Hearts beating chests in ending rhyme,
Love making cast in intricate bloom.