Night and Diane

We were tall, young, sexy

your skin like cocoa, mine of snow
both in warmth and color

Our kisses waking
us to tastes we always needed
Warm lips slowly sliding

Dark long strong legs over
my back, my lips between your
breasts, tasting down

Your hips pushing to
anoint my lips with your lust
in your own rhythm

"Now"... you softly invite
your ebony legs around me
drawing me in deep

We look down to see
the succulent beauty of
our hues moving in urgent ease

Our eyes treasure each
turn in position our beings'
opposites becoming one in a moan.