Early Morning : Isiah and Kristen

Early morning.
Your hardness
pressed against me
I wake with a craving,
a need to feel you inside

Your fingertips,
like butterflies
Barely there,
everywhere

Your lips on mine
eroticism in the flesh
so tantalizing
so inviting

Tongues intertwined
slow penetration
deep, searching
rhythmic in our
newfound ecstasy

Coming to that place
the space between
not wanting to,
and needing to let go
Motionless concentration

It hits hard
and sudden
Unexpected rapture
From the depths
Passion unleashed

Your body warm,
snuggled into mine
Pure relaxation
contentment
and adoration.

Good Morning…