Ecstasy Will Rain Between My Thighs

As I lie next to you
My mind is filled with question after question

Oh all these lust filled questions of...
Will the pleasure you'll be giving mine?
If my tongue trails down your spine, is the bliss you're giving thine?
Has the stripping of our outer layers begun?
Will you lie with me nude in the shine of erotica's sun?
Are we going to pierce the inner layers of bliss' lair?
In lust, is all of your truth's touch fair?

When you pull me up to you where
Over you I lie
Over your chest as I lay on my back
Where I feel
Feel your inner breath
  Breathe all the way into the center of my sex
  Breathe all the way into it's erotic annex

Feel your breath where
Over you I lie
Where I am held by passion's still embrace
While my thoughts intricately trace
The lines on your hands face
That I want procuring secrets below from my private place

My private place that is open where
Over you I lie
Where I want to bury you completely with my weight of my wanting you
Where I want to bury you completely with my weight of
  internal lust that's about to combust
Where I want to bury you with my pleasure tipped breasts
                         with my curved bottom
                         with my wanton sex

With my wanton sex that is...
Moist from bliss' juice
Blinded by lust's sight
Wet from erotica's delight

Erotica's delight that is causing my hips to undulate from your
  pleasure feeling under me
From your energy that's presently reeling into me
Reeling into me from behind
From behind you I go up and under your shirt
Where my fingers scale the broadness of your shoulders landscape
While they feel inbetween the soul of your skin
As they find your nipple's at ecstasy's begin
While my breasts touch upon your back
As my fingers trace your ears
Where I can hear
My inner voice calling me
Calling me to be with you
Be with you in the most sensual way
Where the sexual is only the foreplay
That will take us into erotica's innermost mainstay

Erotica's innermost mainstay
That is between ecstasy's sighs
  and our body's sensual cries
Erotica's innermost mainstay
Where ecstasy will rain between my thighs
Erotica's innermost mainstay
Where after all that was unsaid and undone
I still have a few questions left for you, hon

Just a few...
Would you have risen to the occasion should my hand
  had slipped between your thighs where the pulse
  of your masculinity lies?
Would you have been orally surprised had my mouth
  gone down south?
Would you have enjoyed the bliss if I had stolen a sweet kiss?

When you have the answers my luv, cum to me in sweet ecstasy's
  heaven above