my release

your warm tongue
slides across my body
slow, like honey
dripping down my
curves
pooling in my
valleys
your hand
strong and sure
presses on my
stomach
as if attempting
to calm my quaking
core
quiet moans
escape your lips
when my body
reflexively
thrusts into
you
and you react by
pulling me in
closer
with a gentle force
that elicits
a response
that I cannot contain
as my back arches
i bite my bottom lip
and let out a
passionate cry
of release and
my fingers search
for something
anything
to clench
as i plummet
willingly into
ecstasy
knowing you
are there to
catch my fall

May 15, 2013