When I went to bed <br />with her last night <br />and I heard the church bell <br />tolling off the time in the distance, <br />time lapsed for moments between us. <br /> <br />Her lips and twisting tongue, <br />was hot and wet <br />and her lithe body was soft. <br /> <br />We couldn’t wait a moment longer <br />and for some time, <br />we were in a world of our own. <br /> <br />With our own rhythm <br />our bodies melted into each others <br />and I could hear her heartbeat <br />and cries and together, <br />we loss sense of reality <br />and went to a better place. <br /> <br />While we were in each others arms <br />later on, <br />I knew that I could not love <br />any other woman more.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-night-2-2/
