Whispering fingers across steamy flesh
deep sighs and words mumbled
lips against skin, bodies moving in tandem
frantic, rushing, cursing, blushing
it's a fever we can't keep in
electrical kisses sending shivers down spines
bruising love bites, racing hearts
out of control, how did this start
wandering hands, places unseen
sighs of passion, clearly obscene
air hits bare skin, molten to touch
so out of breath, wanting too much
hands slip down and pressure increases
and the want is replaced by need
speaking is unnecessary, thought
becomes tough, breathing is ragged
actions become rough
the fire inside is getting too much
reaching a crescendo, hitting the spot
breathy cries, deliverance is near,
forehead to forehead, one collective sigh
laying back, panting, the end is nigh.
Author notes
Mhm there's no structure to this, the rhyme is erratic. I'd like to say that it was done purposely but it's not 
And I don't like the end, but I couldn't work out how to finish it :S
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