Lovers (Poem)

Intoxicated by your smell
Hypnotized by the sight of you
I'm caught in your love spell
Your touch is what I pursue

Hard warmth on cool softness
A steamy bath of forbidden pleasure
Yearning for your smooth caress
Passion beyond measure

Underneath the moon's white light
Our bodies bend and fold
Tongues dancing their sacred rite
Lost in your possessive hold

In and out our breaths they sound
Safe inside your arms around me
Paradise is finally found
And so begins our rise to ecstasy