Our Naked Bodies

In the soft embrace of candlelight we lay,
Two souls uncovered, bared in passion’s play.
Our naked bodies whisper secrets old,
Stories of love in every fold and mold.

Skin to skin, our hearts aflame,
Each curve and line, a love-letter proclaimed.
A dance of shadows, soft and slow,
Where every touch sets our spirits aglow.

Breasts like ripe fruit, yearning to be kissed,
Your body, a landscape I love, undressed.
Hard muscles and softness intertwined,
A tapestry of pleasure, so divine.

Our limbs entwined, in silent rhythmic sway,
We speak a language of love, night after day.
The warmth of your skin, the scent of your hair,
Drive me wild, as if by an enchantment rare.

We are the ocean, we are the sky,
Where passion’s tides forever high and tie.
With every gasp, every tender moan,
We write our love story, alone in our dome.

Bodies slick with sweat, like moonlit dew,
Our union, a dance forever new.
In this moment, we’re the only ones,
Where the boundaries of us have all but stun.

Tongues that trace, hands that explore,
Our desires, raw, forevermore.
In this sanctuary of unseen delight,
We find refuge from the day’s harsh fight.

The symphony of our breaths in sync,
As our bodies, together, blend and blink.
Our hearts a crescendo in this silent song,
Where our love is right, where we truly belong.

In the canvas of night, our colors bleed,
As our love reaches for what we both need.
A masterpiece of passion, raw and free,
Our naked bodies, the ultimate decree.

This is the award that we both claim,
In every touch, in every fiery flame.
Where skin meets skin, in this sacred art,
We are the poem that never falls apart.