My sensual scribbles

begin like a kiss

on the crook

of her collarbone

sending tingles

up and down

her spine

I grind against

her curved ass

I hear her mewls

as my shaft splits

her cheeks

I know that

I shall write

my dirtiest poem

tonight

I dip in her fire

deep in her storm

Slowly consumed

by my hunger

with the urge to make

her thighs quake

Stoking her deep

My column strong

touching her thoughts

that once only

existed in her dreams

yet only now alive

Our souls bared

dancing in wild desire

lost in freedom

Sinking into ocean

of blissful quakes