(c) Steven Pottle 2007

Thursday, 25 September 2008

“His And Hers”

A kiss trembles down the nape of her neck
The skin was soft and the breath was fresh
Hand to hand, pulse to pulse
The waterfalls prepare for what is next

Any movement here will please her
Twisting into place for his arrival
She’s wide eyed and laughing
Smug with her own actions again

Another cup of her
Swills round his thirty mouth
Never spit, he always swallows
A full belly- all hairy and dead common

He breaks into the back of her
Swift, quick but gentle with it
Touching velvet walls
He stays inside to enjoy the view

Their bed keeps heated
Hot rocks for another extended 12 inch remix!
She dances herself stupid on it
He holds her down before she gets too high

The blankets crumpled as the bodies double
Hour after hour of skin thrown around the room
They both fall together in jerked back breath
Another kiss trembles down the nape of her neck

All is still, all is quiet, all is open
Fingers caress with the touch of sudden silk
He keeps her warm with a pulled over quilt
She stares up into the ceiling…

She can’t quite explain
She couldn’t even begin to
But a sun shines in his eyes in the middle of the night
And on his shoulders she can see the greatest sky.

© 2008 Steven Pottle

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(c) Steven Pottle 2007