Need

The onset of rapture
A feeling with no explanation
Primal, physical
Unable to be tamed
The body begins to dance
Such undulation
Wriggling
Writhing to the tune of desire
Of heat that builds and builds
Causing the flesh to become slick with sweat
Glistening
Excited
Fingers clench, grasping sheets that rumple beneath
As the body quivers
Releasing itself to the controlling instinct
To the yearning
Sending tantalizing sensations licking deliciously along the spine
And pent-up emotion
Exhales with each fulfilling sigh
Relishing this moment of release as the ache fades with each longed-for shudder