Lovers Heat.

Sweet sweat dripping slow
rivulets between her breasts
salty on my tongue
hair tossed and wet
skin moist
tanned
against my pale skin
she holds me
I hold her
we boil but suffer
energy lapsing
all that we have is now
and then
we love
we pray
we play
we need
we try
we do
we smile
exhausted we sleep
but still we are close
entwined content
that's all that matters
now
persist
in the oldest of
ceremonies.

End.