Passion

Breathless words, whispering in the dark,
as trembling fingers caress at sensitive skin.
Warm breath, teasing through tussled hair,
unspoken desire, fulfilled knowingly.

Hearts heaving and pounding in the night,
while lungs gasp to be fed, through inflamed nostrils. 
Bodies writhing in a world of primal need,
knuckles white, never wanting to release their grip.

Necks contorted and eyes rolling in their sockets,
limbs wrapped in lewd limber.
Lips locked in a long, lingering embrace,
as tongues twist and taste.

Hips thrusting and thrashing in abandonment.
Dry gasps escape from dehydrated throats,
pupils flit, fingers grasp, nerve endings explode. 
Torsos twitching in silent recovery.