This night

A short poetic piece I wrote for a contest.

I could hear her shallow breath.

One, then another, then another.

With each, an explosion of pleasure.

With each, the crescendo approached.

My hands trembled, my body convulsed.

I yearned for her warmth to envelop me, for a climax to set us free again.

With a final thrust, I exploded into a world of bliss, and felt at ease.