Pele Poem by Nina gáspari

Some kind of magic happens when our bodies encounter
defying muscles, seeking for something pleasurable
Hold me now, let me go like this
Staring in the eyes, holding on so tight
Pressing against each other
Some kind of physical high
Whispear in my ear, take me to a state of hot delight
Kiss me here, touch me there
Too exhausted to go anywhere
Sweating bodies doing their best, to reach a state of bliss
And I swear, noone has ever made me feel like this..