Bliss

Author: Ian Pires

My bliss starts with your kiss.

Your kiss a pleasure of heavenly sin,
How it make my head spin,
And my heart race,
As blood rushes to my face.

Legs weak as my heart beats,
I lay you on these cool sheets,
We unite with burning lips,
And eventually with undulating hips.

Floating in tremors of passion,
My one goal your complete satisfaction.
For without a doubt my love is true,
I hope you feel the same way too.