If these walls could speak;
It would tell the secrets that it keep.
It would tell how your love makes my body weak,
Volcanic eruptions of passion that brings my orgasm to it's peak.
Your tongue,
writing poetry on the walls of my velvet room.
Exposing my inner most feelings.
The ones my heart has been concealing.
As our soul unite as one,
our bodies glisten under the sun.
Pleasure and pain.
A deep connection that can not be explained.