Intimate whispers, 
under silken sheets. 
Secret desires, dreams, 
and wishes shared 
amidst ripples 
of our laughter, 
it bounces
off the walls of our 
space sequestered. 
Familiar touches,
gentle caresses, 
strokes of verbal 
foreplay, feed carnal 
desires. 
Exhausted finally,
the arms of sleep 
enfold us, our limbs 
intimately intertwined,
we slumber. Content.