Where my mind travels at night

A dim lit room in the middle of the night, he touched me in ways I had never imagined. 

Two bodies intertwined, heaps of clothing tangled together on the hotel floor.

Passionate kisses mixed with the sounds of heavy breathing.

His hands traveled down my body caressing each delicate curve, exploring places I had forgotten existed. 

I could see nothing but the faint outline of his face above mine, his body resting in between my thighs sending chills to the tips of my toes. 

Fingertips pressed into his back, my insides tightening with each thrust.

Faster, 

slower,

deeper,

please don't stop.

This was not just f*****g, 

and although my outsides tingled with sensations

my soul did as well.

My body was filled with you and so was my heart.

I had learned the art of making love.