Her body sings at His touch
And any thought of resisting flees
For there is never a moment
When She would refuse Him
She is a slave to His lovemaking
She opens herself fully, completely
Accepting His presence
Welcoming His pressure
He touches Her and She vibrates
Within and without, she aches for him
And her soul holds its breath
Waiting for the sheer joy of His entry
And when it comes….
She rises to Him
Taking Him deeply
Absorbing His essence
Becoming one – for a brief moment in time.
Kay Jax
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-one-8/
