A pressure between us thirsts for each other's lips.
Softly hunts the hot desires under our skins.
Between squeezed sheets we whisper silently.
Tongue strokes
.... Limbs locked
.........fists clenched.
Through the sparkle of our sweat we know;
The walls have contortioned meanings of our stray low pantings.
Gently we tremble in pleasure....
........and settle in sweet weakness.