fauxcroft

in the car was an intense interaction,
underway in tangled underwear
loves uniting without care,
the moans the sighs the rise the fall,
thrusting writhing to loves call,
physical intensity
of two people deep in need.
She rides on rhythm he clasps her tight,
he then fulfills her delight,
in a desolate car park still
under flickering lamplight,
they continue still.
Perspiration runs down their necks,
glistening bodies held in check,
by the grip of each others bodies
not wanting to let go, just holding on.
Then a pure fire, an explosive flame,
rips through them with screams so insane,
demanding more and offering much
feeling the flow of physical connected love,
twin flames burning in incandescent fire,
lifting their emotions higher and higher,
shuddering contorted in a love embrace
bodies now drained but the passion wont fade.
Both bodies fall onto each other and find
the warmth and the sweat is somewhat divine,
there lips touch and kiss and make each other a promise,
this is not the last time we experience this.
Under flickering lamplight in a car park so still
who knew that such passion could be fulfilled.