Silken white skin
Pale as the moon
Cold to the touch
But when I touch
Lightning strikes
Your skin comes alive
Goosebumps
Blossoming from where I first touch
Spreading throughout her being
Your voice catching as her breaths become faster
and we've only just begun
I can feel your fire
trying to match mine
The electricity blazing through you
seen in you eyes
My hands move from your stomach
and encompass your breasts
they fit so perfectly in my brutish hands
Your back arches into me
Soft moans telling me to go on
and my hands move again
One moves to your heart
the other to your flower
I stare into your eyes as they flutter
Smiling as you feel my fingers move
up and down
teasing you
Making you moan my name
Tell me I'm not being fair
Asking me my secret
Never anticipating the damn to burst
but it does
violently so
your moans become whimpers
You pull me closer
and feel my manhood
and make me laugh as you apologize for being greedy
I'll press myself against you
Ever so lightly
teasing you
You see through it this time
and tell me to stop being mean
and pull me inside of you
and make us one
Hearts and hands are twined
The rhythm slow
till we are more comfortable
and try to match the beats of our drumming hearts
My hand on yours
and yours on mine
Till our limit is reached
and my love pours into you
filling you
as you envelop me
We stay as one even as we sleep
Nursery rhymes playing in our heads

~Punita kaa pushpak