A Lover’s Story

They were two lovers who were destined to meet,
With a passion so hot you could feel the heat,
Lovers with feelings so hot and so strong,
They could not be contained for very long.

Feeling more from the groin than from the heart,
Nothing on Earth could keep them apart,
Taking their passions incredibly higher,
They burned out of control like wildfire.

She was playful like a little child,
But under the sheets she was wild,
He, she thought, was great,
No other lover could hope to rate.

On a regular basis, these two would meet,
Taking great pains to keep it discreet,
Once they entered the hotel,
It was like two fighters answering the bell.

It starts with more of a grope than a loving embrace,
Lips were soon locked as they stood face to face,
While pulling at their clothes until they were torn,
They were soon naked as the day they were born.

With their passion hot, it was no time for romance,
As they began their lover's dance,
When they hit the bed she gave in to his caress,
She wanted him, like a being possessed.

As their heated bodies started to mesh,
She wanted him against her flesh,
Grabbing her arms firmly in his grasp,
He worked her so hard that she began to gasp.

Grunts and moans were all that were heard,
As neither of the two could utter a word,
Lovers who soared so very high,
They wrote their names upon the sky.

Lovers who heeded the call of the night,
Making love with all their might,
In a blazing moment of sweat and glory,
It was just another chapter in a lover's story.