A moment of pleasure
  Turned around for a reason I don’t know of
A touch, a look
  As we get closer to claiming our lust
Lights go dim,
  Our eyes meet and we embrace.
The candlelight is soft,
  I can see the pleasure in your face.
Kissing softly
  Moans with each touch
Seeing you be pleased.
  I question my being, what happened to us?