The Way It Should Be...Always! Poem by Sandra Dodd

writhing with eyes to eyes, never closing
maneuvering your essence between my bosom
grabbing chest hair between my fingers
clamoring for just a little more attention
succumbing to your entrance with such anticipation
dripping sweat from my thighs with satisfaction
feeling intertwined in physical euphoric bliss
letting your deep harmonies swarm my ears
as I grant your requests
singing my ecstasy in staccato
at your superior skills engulfs my libidos cadence
kissing to quench the fervor all the while
it builds to the fanatically impassioned
This is only the beginning, I am hoping
of a very good morning, afternoon, and evening