Wrapped within the lace of thought,
in the erotic corner of my mind,
I play with you. There, touching
and stroking the heat of desire,
stoking the fire, with the slide
of my body so close to yours.
We meld, we feel, we sweat into
the fantasy as the coupling
of our souls, of our hearts
of the sex we hold so deep,
is in abundance replenished
in the climax of two entwined.

WhiteRose