On my chest, soft hair
Over my skin, warm air.
A cascade of heat
Rolling up my being
Encompassing, loving,
Every beat.
On your chest, soft fingers
Over your skin, tongue lingers.
A cascade of sweet and salt
Arching up your back
Everything, trusting,
Never halt.
On our bed, soft moans,
Over our sheets, loving groans.
A cascade between us two
Thrusting up into you
Enchantingly, flowing,
Ever you.
Toro Tokuda 