Vanilla and Sandlewood

How he loved her body so
Loving her with no inhibitions
Every sensation, to her
felt as if he was reading her mind
No sense of urgency
Only flesh and warmth
He paid attention
To all of her
Every single curve
Held her close and
She listened to his words
As he spoke pillow in her ear
She tried to describe
the exact feeling
But was not able
So she spoke to him in sounds
Those of pleasure
And responded to his kisses
with deep breaths
This was no average love session
this was Raheem DeVaughn's "Marathon"
Van Hunt's "Seconds of Pleasure"
Martin Luther McCoy's "Truth or Dare"
Prince's "Insatiable"
And that she was
He thought of her like a feather
Falling upon him, a calm lake
Thousands of tiny ripples
soared though his body
Holding on to her so gently
Showing her exactly why
men evolved with those
broad shoulders
His soul begging her
to set his spirit free.......