When my head lays on my pillow 

and my eyes close 

it’s then that you come alive.

your creep into my bed 

no invitation necessary 

It's your place too?

I taste your essence

even before I feel your lips 

upon my reclining form.

You feed my desire

Rampant

Slowly you swallow him...

Whole

Your practiced, cherished art 

Unleashed for my pleasure

Evoking sounds which lay upon the silence

of the night like a nightingale song.

Having claimed your gift 

You gently wait your turn.

Resting on my chest

My embrace your security 

Sliding along my torso 

You face the wall

Opening your thighs 

You transport me to galaxies 

far far away.

A kaleidoscope of beauty

washes over me 

time and time again 

As your body unleashes 

Her tsunami of praise.