Lead and follow as our bodies weep

Jasmine lingers

Hanging softly

Beckoning for him to follow

Up the stairs

To where you lay

Exposed

He touches

Gentle heat

Leaving goosebumps in its wake

Hungry kisses

Consuming lust

Turning into need

Desperately the clothes fall away

And in each other

Pleasure plays

As sweat drips

And body moans

Until it can take no more

Explodes

Body exhausted

Now it sleeps

Waiting

For the scent of jasmine

To return