Vishal Dutia

Sweaty bodies, panting breath,
Entwined in a passionate embrace,
Fingers tracing curves and dips,
As desire sets the pace.

Lips meet in fevered kisses,
As heat rises to a crescendo,
Bodies arching, writhing, twisting,
In a dance that knows no endo.

Senses heightened, hearts racing,
As pleasure takes control,
Ecstasy building, reaching, exploding,
In a climax that leaves them whole.