Loves fingers trace gently
Over pale skin so sweetly
The map of his world lies
Still beneath his hands
Soft words are whispered
Like honey they flow over
Senses overwhelming
Like a blanket of love
Velvet skies above them
Lit by the brightest stars
Standing watch over them
As they move in abandon
One night is not enough
To explore pleasures land
Fiona Davidson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-night-is-not-enough/
