Its all an ACT

ACT I

Whispers and feathery touches collapse the space between. Soft giggles, fumbling through the half-light. Your anxiety gives way to anticipation as I kiss each lip, unbuttoning whatever I can. Restrained sensibilities weaken as carnal urges tickle my spine. Half-dressed I push you onto the bed. Hesitating as I drink you in, your eyes dancing between vulnerably demure and wanton sex kitten. Captivated by your curves divine, carnal lust bewitching, my lips tasting your heavenly form. Our eyes meet, lips lock. The kiss becomes wet and torrid, quick hands push away remaining clothing between us. Playfully nipping your lip, I feel your hands, suggestively pushing me down. I take my time. I go slow. Your breathing becomes ragged and heavy. Your legs wrap around my body. Your hands pull and tousle my hair as I grab your hips and pull in closer. I hear you speak but cannot hear you. My hands slide up your sides to your heaving chest. I feel your hands rake my spine. Your voice is shaky, mumbling incoherrently.

ACT II

I'm overwhelmed with desire, drunk from your savory aroma. I'm no longer in control. All thats left is primordial, unadulterated emotion. I need you. Absorbing one another, I bury my face into your hair. Heaven, rapture. Our shadows play against the wall, lecherous impulses blossom. Groping, biting, time slipping in irrelevance. We discovered a rythmn, a binaural tempo transcending passion to a frenzied ecstasy. Pulling at each other, the cadence swells to a pulsing crescendo we cannot escape. We are only aware of the moment. Our throes of intimacy meld violently into awakening pangs of apogee. A sobering realization these moments are finite, fleeting.

ACT III

We collapse in a hot, sweaty mess. Tangled, entangled, entranced, in a trance. We dare not move, our breathing begins to shallow. Our faces pull together for a weak, yet enpassioned kiss, it lingers. I feel the sweat on your quivering lips. I feel you smile. In the afterglow, I feel your body mold into mine as the sheets get pulled over our bare skin. I hear your breathing fade to a soft purr. I pull you close, kiss your neck, falling asleep. The tranquil warmth that is 'us' in this moment. And that it is ours.