Arms embracing each other,
In throws of making love.
Head on your shoulder, deep breaths
We approach the peak we aim for.

I am getting ever so close.
Hold! It is too soon for you.
Slower now, to make it last,
I can't stop that final thrust.

My juices spill inside you.
I feel your grip as I withdraw.
Feeling wonderful pulses so tight,
We climax in blissful delight.