Seismic

Unstable…
 sensations I felt;
 Between your touch
 your soft caress.
 In your warm breath,
 featherly kisses
 on my chest.
 Right here,
 right now.
 On our bed
 early this morning.

Seismal…
  When you move
  on top of me.
  Grinding,
  twirling;
  Thrusting sharp, faster in and out
  We…
  dancing in rhythm,
  on sync.
  When yours,
  and mine collide.

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