incense love-stick
ignited by your heat
infects me with this aroma
of you, your sweat and your thirsty lips
smoke falls in waves from the bed
and fills the room......slowly
deep, dark purple glows the lamp in the corner
as our serpentine bodies twist against each other
first here, then there, the passion thermometer rises
friction lights up our bodies and they glow orange
waves of sex fuel lash against the walls
screams collide and bounce back
i grab the air and she grabs the sheets
like a fish thrashing about on the shore
clinging for dear life
we, in this moment
explode into orgasm,
blow up the room
and float.
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