Glorious Union Of Souls Poem by Nellene Mae Cornel

The slightest touch of our flesh
sparked amorous fires of passion.
As osculation began,
waves of urgency flowed within me
I was out of control.
Your tongue danced behind your lips
as they slowly,
gently explored
every corner of my lasciviousness.
Your hand wandered at every
existence of my womanhood
that seemed to cry in ecstatic pleasure.
Our bodies in lustful exchange
of affection
with each pose captured by gratification.
I succumed
when you entered my mortality
always welcmome to dig deep within
and explore my oceans of love
for I am yours
and you are mine.