404 ~ Sated Poem by stan pelfrey

you walk into the room
I ask where you have been
God, it's been too long
I had begun to wonder when

grabbing your hips
digging my nails in
sucking, biting your neck
sumptuous tastes of sin

licking sweet juices
off of your skin
getting me drunk desiring you
for you my body's achin'

forcing you to the wall
your hands above you, I pin
I enter you softly, grunt
outwardly and smile from within

tilting your head up, moaning
as I rhythmically begin
to slide myself in and out
we become a conjoined twin

bound together in love and lust
we are our own original sin
for hours me make love
the room a continual spin

until sated in the afterglow
we embrace deeply within
a kiss as I sit behind you
longing to do it again