Clara

Our Crescendo

You pull yourself against me

Push my hips to meet your core

You rise to the sound of my breath

Lost in complete ardour

Your hands they find my curves

Leaving a trail blaze of goosebump flesh

My peaks they harden pushed up tight against your chest

Your teeth they bite down on my neck

My hands are braced against our rest

Together... we move

In sync our dance has begun

My eyes they implore you

As I crash against your shore

The passion has consumed me

Our hearts are ajar

We reach our final symphony

The notes are quite high

Our dance is lost in surrendering fervour

For inhibition was left outside the door

My back it arches as we take our final step

Our eyes our hearts they lock together

Time pauses at the crescendo

... 

We take our final bow.