city lights

She awoke to find him
Freshly showered
Bare body against hers
His chest pressed to her face
Smelled of soap and man

The glow of city lights
Invading the gaps between curtains
Set a golden feel about the room
Otherwise encased in shadows

He set his lips to her forehead
As her hands roamed his lean back
And pert bottom
His long body slid over hers
Thighs brush

Her legs eased up to welcome
The invasion not aptly named
Deliberate slow strokes
He held himself above her
Muscles straining in arms
So near her face

Her hips rose and fell
In time with his
Nails into his lower back
Reveling in the soothing voice
Beckoning her to the edge

As he filled her
The void was complete
Burning and clenching
Her back arched to meet him
Hip to hip
Chest to breasts

Her fingers clutched
His ruffled hair dark as night
His mouth branding her
With a searing kiss
His hand gripped her bottom
Her cries barely audible
Against his mouth
In the calm dark night…

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Posted on January 27, 2011, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Nice poem. I particularly like the line:
    The invasion not aptly named
    There’s so much crappy poetry out there that it’s refreshing to read a poem like yours. Thanks, Matt

  2. erotica, eh
    nice

    “Otherwise incased in shadows”
    – that’s “encased” right 😛

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