A Serene Night of Passion

As I lay in bed, face to face with this Beautiful Brown-skinned African-American man, My imagination dances through sexual sensations As he pulls me closer and wraps my limbs around him Tracing the outline of my tattoo I feel my insides becoming warm My heart starts to race, my toes curl, my body squirms And I begin to feel my juices flow in the sacred garden His touch is an aphrodisiac His kisses plague me and makes me desire more As his hand slowly slide from my tattoo to my lovely asset I gasp for air, wishing that he would stop before we go too far As he touch me, I melt like ice cream in the sun Getting high off of sensuality Floating in a sea of ecstasy Progressing toward, but not reaching my climax His body loosens, while mine become tense Gripping sheets, tattooing his back Singing feminine cries Hyperventilating while perspiring Positions change with each spasm Going for hours and hours at a time He exceeds my expectations As our sexual encounter reaches its denouement Our bodies moist with perspiration and sexual juices Lying in our bed that has now been punished I roll over to reenact our encounter in my mind Just as I relax, he rolls over also Wrapping his limbs around me Holding my body like a child holds a teddy bear Our bodies intertwined and glued together He once again kisses me In his arms, I fall asleep peacefully Feeling like nothing in the world could harm me