Fabric

Moment on
the edge of thrill
all passion to fulfill

An instance where
senses linger
in a fraction of a second
with all to bare

Where bodies are in full thrust of passion
aching, arching and wanting full exposure
dancing in beautiful movements
on the sheets with lust composure
flesh struggling to get closer

The moment is now and
her body acquiesces his want

His hands and fingers
now instruments of purpose
as he pulls the final pink lace fabric
from her quickened skin