Just The Start

I was in heaven, heaven last week.

You were in my arms, our rarest treat.

You were in our bed, kissing me.

I slipped between your thighs, to lovingly feed.

Your moans, your gasps, your jolts of joy.

You loved my tongue, the methods employed.

You came with a shudder, a bliss filled cry.

I saw love, I saw passion in reflected eyes.

Then your turn, you needed my seed.

You yourself sank to lovingly feed.

You grasped and stroked, sucked and choked.

Feelings of more than lust evoked.

And just like you, I came so fucking hard.

You smiled and licked, left not a drop to discard.

And there we were at just the start.

Of the first night of love, since we’d been forced to part.