SWEET WINE (Shakespearean Sonnet)

Your voice sequestered in zephyr breezes

Provokes my body into a fever pitch!

Dulcet moans inflame passion and teases

Me as my tongue explores your lovely creamy niche!

My darling you taste of sweet wine and moonlight;

I need to press into the intensity of you!

Tightly you sheath my hard length as we enkindle the night

My treasure, I am enchanted by the splendor of we two!

We make love urgently beneath a fathomless sky.

I hear your breathy urgings “fill me, love me, touch me, sex me”

Drive me wild, engulf me between your tender thighs!

Groove with me baby, I can feel your body’s plea

As I stroke you higher into perfection’s heights

And the stars echo our screams of orgasmic delight.