Love Making

Every time with you is like the first time.

For hours, I lay with you, touching your skin,

Loving the feel of your warmth against mine.

Our hearts and minds intertwine as we

discover new ways and positions. You reach

deep inside and tickle my soul, my entire being.

You enthrall me. Enrapture me as I open

myself up to allow you to explore me in the most primal

ways imaginable. We are one. You and me.

It’s ethereal.

The scent of you. The feel of you. Exploring you.

I gaze at you in wonder. How have you cast such

a spell on me? This is a pleasure untold.

We lay like this, chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat.

You take me to heights I have only dreamed of.

You do it to me over and over, sometimes even in public.

Is it a wonder how I devour you?

It’s magic.

With you, there is no pretense. I am exposed, yet

unafraid as my mind and body experience an intensity

unforeseen and every emotion as you enter me.

I devour you with my lips. My body. My mind.

 
I love the way you make me feel. The things I learn

whenever we come together. And although I try to

savor each moment, our intimacy

eventually comes to an end. My fingers still

gripping you underneath the covers.

It is then that I put you back on the shelf

And select another book to pleasure me

once again.

-          Marchel Alverson