Flying High on Love's Wings

I hope I am doing this justice. but don't let my inexperience cloud your judgement. On this beautiful thing called love.

I am flying high in the clear dark sky.

With my love by my side.

I have everywhere to go.

She raises me to the heights of delight.

And I am in flight from our love.

Everything feels so right.

But still we move on.

From moment of bliss to moments of pure erotic pleasure.

Our movements are in sync and we feel as one. 

She screams with delight At the peak of one.

I moan with pleasure for that moment for me has come.

I explode with my desire.

Then it is done.

The feelings are fading and then we embrace with a final passionate kiss to seal our fate.

The time has passed and now we must decide.

Do we do it again or must our time end.

Again we start that new cycle of pleasure and passion.

For we still feel the lust and are overtaken by desire.

The passion surrounds us once again.

Like a friendly cloak.

Wrapping us again and again.

Our eternal embrace seems to never end.

The passion is flowing within us then.

We continue onward again and again.

Finally our energy is spent and as we finished our embrace.

The tingling sensation fills both of us with grace.

We say our goodbyes until we both are in the mood.

Of another night of love making in the light of the moon.