What would happen if
They were both laying here?
He would hug her close
And kiss her gently,
She would pull herself closer
And still be kissing him,
He would circle his arms
Around her waist
And still be kissing her,
She would stick her tongue
Farther into his mouth,
His arms would run up her shirt
And stroke her back
Her soft dark skin,
And she would arch her back
Pulling herself even closer to him
And still kissing him,
He would pull one of his arms out
And stroke her shoulders,
She would lift a hand
And caress his hair
His brown curly hair,
He would slowly place his hand
Onto her thigh
And lift her up
And take her into the next bedroom
Still kissing her,
She would lie on her back
On the bed
Breathing deeply
Chest moving up and down
Kissing him softly,
He maneuvers above her
Still kissing her
More fiercely now,
She reaches up and
Unbuttons his shirt
Lifting it off over his head,
Somehow
He eases her blouse over her head
And off her body
Still kissing her,
She shrugs the shirt off
Moving her body to the
Rhythm of their kiss,
He gradually undoes her bra
Kissing her deeper,
She pushes her tongue farther into his mouth
Tracing the roof of his mouth,
He lies next to her
Touching her
Skin to skin
Their bodies touching,
She kicks off her jeans and
Waits for him
Still kissing him,
He lobs his pants towards the floor
And slowly lies above her
Touching her everywhere
Skin to skin,
She presses her legs
Against his own
And she fixes him with a sultry stare,
He holds her close
Stroking her
Kissing her,
She holds his weight above him
The warmth of his body
Heating her until
She is about ready to blow,
Slowly
He eases himself into her
And then suddenly
A cry of pain,
Everything around her
Has completely disappeared
She has no more thoughts
No more dreams
He is the only thing that
Occupies her mind,
After a while
He eases himself away
And lies next to her
Still skin to skin
Still kissing her,
Slowly she begins
To fall asleep
Her true love lying next to her
And the touch still burning
Where they were still kissing.
