060910b When Nature's Call Poem by Manonton Dalan

i feel your warm on my chest
your weight is on my arm resting
my free hand searching comfort
fingertips rubbing your back
you turn around and lay your head
on my chest and started talking

my sleep slowly fade away listening
i can feel your thigh rubbing on me
i hold your face; we kiss passionately
everything is quiet besides ruffling sheets
i feel moisture on my skin; must be sweat
and we greet the night with tight sleep