The room is dark

The fire burned out long ago

Just a whisper of it still remains among the coals

My shoulder aches

My arm is senseless

Yet I dare not move

The sheets are crumpled

Bunched up and twisted uncomfortably beneath me

Her body is wet

Glistened with sweat

As is mine

We glow gold

The lingering embers

Casting their charm upon us

The scent around us envelopes

It's thick and heady

Yet clean

Honest

Our hair is matted

Tussled and strewn

Betraying the passionate accord

We sojourned so slowly

When the fire was raging

Her sensual sonnet still sings in my ears

Her teeth dig lightly

under my jaw

A primal appreciation conveyed with-In their graze

She rises up

Her eyes bore through me

A tender smile when she sees I'm awake

A gentle kiss

She settles

Her breath is hot

The flow chills across my chest

Like a breeze on rain drenched flesh

Electric spikes pulse

Flowing to my fingers with renewed vigor

I feel the firmness of her curves through needle like twinges

My hand molds complimentary to her shape

Reveling in her warmth

Her breathing slows

A softened sigh signals her return to slumber

A steady hum vibrates against me stealing my thoughts

Pulling me with her

Pulling me deeper

Into her dream