Willing, inevitable

Willing, inevitable
by me

I lie awake, listening to your breath.
I gaze at your face, so peaceful while you sleep.

You wake and see me staring,
You smile and pull me towards you.

I come to you; willingly, inevitably.
I feel your lips on mine; soft, moist kisses.

I run my hand across your face.
The roughness at odds with the gentleness of your eyes.

Your kiss becomes more demanding.
And I surrender willingly, inevitably.

Your touch upon my skin lights a fire.
Only you can quench it, inside me.

Your fingers linger upon my desire.
Making me burn hotter, brighter, stronger.

And now it is I who am demanding.
Seeking and finding, teasing and riding.

We both surrender to this love.
Willingly, inevitably.