Love fulfilled

I moan,
At the touch of her lips,
Against the small of my back,
Rising higher.

She moans,
As my hands caress her hips,
And pull her to me
Gently, yet forcefully,

I moan,
As her hands become bolder,
Stroking me,
Teasing. Me,

She moans,
As I lift her against me,
As we become one
Over and over again

We moan,
As we climax to ecstasy
Our hearts beating as one,
Our love fulfilled.

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