Simon Bromley

Lust in the moment

Wingtips ascend unruly to lust,

Consumed in the moment, welcome robust.

Clothes loosen and emotive strive,

Caught in the moment of pleasure and thrive.

 

Bare chest to breast held in embrace,

Bra less, caress he begins to remove lace,

Panties slide down, his girth his bare,

Entrusts his lust into her evocative lair.

 

Hand in hand he gifts her in swoon,

He thrusts in pleasure and gives her the moon,

The stars, the world, their world becomes celestial,

Nothing else matters as climax is sensual.

 

She rides in groan in volcanic eruption,

Imprisoned, divulged, immersed in emotion.

Naked and free and engulfed in euphoric,

Removed is the sense of all that is logic.

 

Clothes in scatter and pelvis laid bare,

They contemplate heaven and admire each flair.

Lust enthrals as she touches his shaft,

He welcomes her hand, her embrace, seraph.