Carnal Conscious

auto-focused on caramel glazed skin
instantly sucked in by the lusciousness...pressing
gliding...smoothly
against the cocoa of me...
too breathless to call out his name,
i rely on the palpitations beating a rhythm
much like the ebb...and...flow of our bodies
releasing emotions through the song of moans
our music becoming a harmonious sinful edge...
the drips of our sweat rain into the sheets
as his thrusts elevate their frequencies to overload
and I no longer control this erotic madness...
and start to
slowly...die...
...resurrected, by reality.

(c) Pryncess Poetiq, 2009.