Skin on Skin

Whispered sighs and shadows play, Our hearts in rhythmic sway, A symphony of passion's dance, Where love and lust advance. Fingertips like feathers soft, Explore each curve and line, The tender touch ignites a spark, Where skin meets skin, we combine. The rustling of the fabric's side, As clothing falls to the floor, Our bodies bare and open wide, In sweet surrender we implore. Breaths become the metronome, Guiding us through the night's tune, The crescendo of our hearts in sync, A harmony of flesh and June. The whispered words of sweet desire, A secret code just for us two, Love's language, raw and real, The essence of what we're to do. Kisses deep, a silent vow, Lips part to let the passion flow, Our tongues in soft rebellion, A dance that only we know. The crackling of the bed beneath, Each thrust a declaration, The music of our union loud, A silent sonnet's revelation. Our limbs a tangled web of heat, Where softness meets the beat, Our whispers intermingle, In this silent, secret treat. The symphony of sighs and gasps, As pleasure starts to build, Each moan a crescendo's peak, Where passion starts to spill. The sound of skin on skin, A melody so divine, The crescendo of our love, As we become entwined. And in that quiet moment, Where breaths align and melt, The echo of our hearts' collision, The sweetest sound of love we felt. A symphony of whispers, sighs, and touch, Our love in every beat, This silent poetry of love, The most beautiful retreat. In the aftermath, we lay, As the final notes decay, Our souls forever linked, In this love-filled, secret ballet.