The Dance
On those nights when my heart has been stirred
When lust and passion are in a race
To feed the hunger of your silken clad lover
Oh how she glistens
Oh how she sings
Her body a temple
Our sex
Is an act of worship
Where joy is found by candle light
Vigorous stoking sending shivers of delight
my rampant cock thrusting
Claiming
Back arching
Primal eruption
A song sung deep into the night
Where visions of beauty
dance till morning
