UNDER COVERS-
Broke down last night-
My tears cried a river-
A break in my emotion had my soul at a quiver-
The soft touch of her lips-Kisses my soul in the find-
Finding out I love her-because I heard love can be blind-
I wait by the fire-For her scent to take the air-
I hold love in a passion and wait for the fury to flare-
She steps in the room-She comes fully aware-
Of a time to make love and a time not to care-
My hands start to caress her body-her body my putty-
Molding and touching in the soft reference of loving-
I lick her neck how the taste rages my soul-
Slowly kissing her chest allow the beauty to soar-
My hands make way down her body moving to her sides-
And the only thought in my head is how bad I want to be inside-
My fingers tickle her legs making way up her dress-
Her soft skin indulges me and I am feeling no regrets-
I slide her garment down-now my fingers have been wet-
Looking into her eyes-making love to her face-
Feeling the beauty of the world sent to me in a heavenly grace-
Her moans speak in a language I just now understand-
Now I embrace the relationship of a women and a man-
I make way inside her-now my heart beats non-stop-
In a rhyme of melody-As I pump from up top-
The motion gains speed-the emotion gains need-
Beating against her body-no worries conceived-
A ****** takes toll-as our bodies grow whole
The sounds of this angel allow my body to indulge-
The final yell of ecstasy screams louder than thunder-
A brave new world was born from making love under covers-
BY:
RICHARD ITSKOVICH