Bliss

My loin grows hotter,
With the thought of you,
Holding me close,
As you take me as your love toy,
Hands, tongues, mouths,
All at play,
Bliss beyond all bliss,
Hands, tongues, mouths,
Touching sensitive areas,
Within one quick moment,
Ecstasy can happen,
Screams scape in moments of total bliss,
With bodies at orgasm,
Limbs grow moist from the heat,
Weak from the passion,
Collapsing onto one another,
Sleep comes easy.