Guttural moans fill the room,
your body arching into me,
my lips holding you hostage.
Your creamy breasts straining against me,
making my own ache even more.
I want it to last,
but your wet,
I'm wet,
and the rest solves itself.
Kisses devour your curves,
each supple breast,
each inner thigh.
My mind explodes with the scent of you,
sweet and sexy,
the taste of you,
like coming home in more ways then one.
Straining our bodies,
taut flesh, sweat slicked bodies.
Hands over curves,
fingers over curls,
lips over flesh,
and it all explodes in an endless blur.
All that's left is your warm flesh against mine,
murmuring endearments,
filled in the aftermath,
touched by the glow.
my prior erotica poem "shhh" was more about heat, this I tried for more sensual, but well....mhh hmmm... got a little carried away 
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