Night of Fire – their lust

They were so lost in passion
they could barely even grunt
amid the pounding of his cock,
amid the rapture of her cunt.

His vision turned ruby-red
and her’s a white ecstasy –
each clung to the sensations,
and yet longed for the reprieve.

Eventually those feelings
served to lay them low;
both finding their release
and rest on the pillow.