She felt like the summer heat,
and burned like sun.

I, beneath the loving sway of her touch,
was engulfed, as I drank her in.

Every look, every movement,
every lusting echo
finding its rightful place.

In the spaces between our seeking flesh,
where our hearts beat a love song,
our bodies settled into a rhythm satisfying.

As she took me away,
to where I hide my deepest desire,
she lowered herself upon me.

Taking my body,
our spirits becoming one.

Tensions ease, holding on tight,
bodies becoming liquid
at the feast of our joining.

Suddenly, like her summer sizzle,
I am on fire too.

Third degree burns,
as summer turns to sin.