Coition Reaching The Galaxy

In the hush of evening,
sheets whisper secrets,
skin tasting skin
a delicious chaos;

fingers trace constellations,
drawing close to the distance of galaxies.
Electricity hums in the air,
our universe spiraling out.

breath mingles like smoke,
inhaled against warm lips
time unravels and rewinds.

the heart dances sauntering rhythms,
each pulse a drum echoing lust's sweet song.
Eyes locked like promises whispered low;
chaos becomes choreography under dim light’s spell.

echoes linger in the shadows
a symphony of flesh and desire:
soft sighs rise as metaphors for bliss.

lost inside this tender wildness;
we leap into surrender’s embrace,
horizons broaden with every glide deeper into the mystery of a union

of body and soul spinning infinity within our reach
where love is just another name for heat;
and we are both flame and moth.

afterglow wraps us gently like dawn's first light
two bodies spent yet eternally entwined,
dreaming on sheets scented with intimacy,
as silence settles softly between us.