PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

 Making love with her,

Is like a nectar,

She loses herself when I move my covetous fingers,

Between her soft pillars.

Her fragrant breath can I feel,

Her firm embrace seems to suffocate, to kill!

I feel that the world is right there,

Between me and her!

When the sugary storm is gone,

I feel like being reborn!