Our Love Poem by Zexion Organization XIII

I can remember the pleasure
that we felt was beyond measure.
The night we proved to each other our love
was truely from above
and holding each other close
ready for the next dose,
of hot, sticky passion
to sweep over us in an unorderly fashion.
I remember the way it felt,
almost as if i would melt
when you'd thrust yourself in,
i must have been a sin.
But we didn't care
it seemed fair,
because i loved you,
and you loved me too.


(a response to Demy's poem)