Satisfied.. Poem by Dislocated Heart

Think I'm going crazy,
Wit the lips of yours on mines.
Taking turns taking over me..
making me surrender my love..
baby, the white flag is up.

You, lifting up my shirt,
moaning to my touch,
as you kiss my chest,
going up!

Me, pulling that top off,
as you wiggle out of your skirt,
its the mid night of passion,
the day when we both start living.

your legs on my shoulders..

I can feel you breathe..
The heart beats so fast,
its my music, my remedy...

just to hear the sigh of relief,
we lay next to each other..
satisfied....