What random note played with another
makes a song so sweet,
gentle cooing
on the back of my neck.
Fingers knotted together
as bodies fuse into one,
pulse,sense,arousal
mated.
Beneath your hands, languid
lax,
taken with no control;
my whimpers and moans
filling the air.
Star bursts flashing over musky flesh
bodies melding, twisting
lips possessing,owning, claiming
skin aflame with desire.
Time stands still for a heartbeat moment
made eternal by memory.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
Sept. 30th/17
The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom 