Heated Encounter

I sigh, I grin, I feel your warmth,
I smell the sent of sex.
I caress your curves, and sense
The reaction one expects,
When we in heat respond 
And in the molten fire
Built from our combined vitality  
Of radiant and merged desire. 
You moan and gasp,
Arching up to my body—feeling,
Then breathe me in and savor
Our sensations most appealing
That come as a climax builds within
To explode with such a force
That made us both rejoice 
In our orgasms, of course.
We relax and combine 
Our bodies in a heap,
Then we both melt together
Then drift into satisfying sleep.