Wrapped In Sexuality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stirring with your love within, touching vibrantly with
your essence, whispering sweet nothings in each others
ears.

Touching and loving through the night, nothing but we
two together, making love, finding peace and serenity
needed after a very harrowing and unpleasant day.

Being separated by earthly tasks and duties, now lying
in bed, having the night to ourselves, taking our time,
gently and slowly, looking into one another's eyes.

Watching as our desires reach fever-pitch, wanting to
be fulfilled succinctly and poignantly, holding, hugging,
wanting to get even closer, leaving no space between us.

Enwrapped totally in each other's sexuality, giving our-
selves completely to each other, no holds barring us, for
this time is ours alone to find our love.

Capturing and filling us with intense desires, never
getting enough, wanting to make love time after time
throughout the night and into the morning.

When dawn breaks, still finding us full of desires and
continuing to quench them with all our beings, finding
new and exciting ways in which to accomplish this style
of fascinating love that we have made for ourselves.