Love at Last Light

Lovers at last light
Our fingers grasping
As our bodies tried to hold fast
We couldn’t let it end
It mustn’t ever end
Friction pounded out our allegory
Each thrust was like praying for a never ending story
We knew in our hearts, chiming in time
That every moment left 
Was a potential victim of theft
Today is what counts
What we’d rather it didn’t
And despite our best efforts
Soon the night fell…
The three of us now whimpering
Realizing there was nothing we could do

Snuggled Up And Happy

Snuggled up and happy,

Feeling each other’s warmth.

Giving in a kiss,

Feeling what’s sought.

Soft languid passions,

Pour from soul to soul.

Love laced with lust,

Pleasure our collective goal.

Hands feeling out,

Fingers please with touch.

Pushing in and pulling off,

The tension builds so much.

Your wet salvation given,

As my hardness fills your hand.

Cumming for each other,

Natural design no grand plans.

Snuggled up and happy,

For we know what we like.

And that won’t be the last time,

We cum for each other tonight.

 

 

Violence In Sex

There’s a violence in sex,

That’s hard to explain.

A hand squeezing your throat,

Yet it arouses not pains.

You like being thrown down,

And used fucking hard.

Sometimes that isn’t acceptable,

In the wider world it’s barred.

I’d happily ask you,

To whip my bare arse.

But if it was true punishment?

I’d never want that vote passed.

So, we live in a world,

Where passions contradict.

I’m so glad they do,

For sex should be varied, never ever fixed.