Sunday Morn

An alluring lazy day, that sweet intensity The love between us. A force. An energy. Too strong to be ignored, magnetic in its pull it forges souls together. Never are we bored no matter how long we lounge and make love. We're wrapped up in our trance, a kiss is like a dance. My tongue as it explores every inch of your pores tantalized by your smell, always wanting more. Your body says it all, responding to my touch, Your breath caressing me, so tender and sincere. So deeply we connect. Our world to be explored in the womb of our bed on a quiet Sunday morn.