The pressure of your hands placed on my waist
My hips move in unison with your pulling
A millennia of evolution perfecting these movements
The pressure of our bodies pushing against one another
My hands grapple to pull your chest closer
Absolute surrender to our physicality
The sensation of your breath embracing my spine
My body quivering from your skillful touch
Reactions to the surge of blood flooding our bodies
The taste of salty skin mixed with water
My lips crashing into yours in heated passion
Almost violent urges disregard all rational thought
The rushed movements of impassioned lovers
Here intertwined in the most vulnerable of states
The prelude to unison defines a lover’s connection
Rapid breathing, the rushing of blood if time were to stop…
Would personify the utter raw humanity we mask each day
Absolute rare splendor of our true selves
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