Hands grabbing
Lips demanding
Inching closer
Rough turns softer
The clock is ticking
Your breath is hitching
Urgency takes over
Eyes glaze over
Toes are curling
Sounds are escaping
Shoulder-blade gripping
Hips are grinding
Chests are heaving
Groans are spilling
Sounds oh so sweet
Bodies slick with sweat
Guilt is plaguing
Thoughts are running
Everything stands still
Don't even dare to breathe
Pace grows slower
Shut your eyes tighter
Take a moment him to release
And depart with a kiss
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serendipity
Poesíaserendipity; ser·en·dip·i·ty (n.) : finding something good without looking for it. A collection of poems and short stories.