Intimate Fuck
And I made love to her.
a bouquet of flowers to express my feelings,
but nothing ever got closer than my two lips.
My words caressed her, my lips undressed
would establish our connection.
Her birthmarks I would connect with my index,
until i reached her neck.
Grasping her, she would slowly reach for air,
and at that moment her eyes would dilate.
I reached to her core.
Scratches on my back would later seed, but
until then, we would hide beneath the sheets.
