On The Bed She Lies Stretched Out Almost Naked, Poem by Gert Strydom

On the bed she lies stretched out almost naked,
in a transparent night-gown
with her breasts and large nipples
immediately drawing my attention,

her love triangle
with dark pubic hair shines through
when passion causes her
to rip the front buttons of my shirt off

that falls like raindrops
pattering on the wooden floor
when my body is hot against mine,
with my hands finding her soft supple breasts

with her lips smouldering on mine,
with her hand leading me to her boiling point
and we are both shivering
caught in moments of lust

while she has difficulty
to unbuckle my belt,
to zip it down
and we both melt into each other nakedly.