A world between our sheets

Sheets and laughs and heat,
Rolling around in our own world.

Your hands against my hips
Your hair all tangled in my hands
Your lips, soft and raging
Your eyes, the deepest lightning

My face buried in your neck
My breast lost in the soft brush of your fingers
My legs locked around your waist
My skin tingling under your stare

Our bodies moving
Our minds reeling

And the intensity of it all dripping down my thighs.