Falling in Love Doesn't Make Them Weak.

Bodies ridged.
Tongues twisted.
Clothing laying near the bin.
This is how they fall into sin.
Both naked.
Hips connected.
Sounds of pleasure fill the air.
Eyes meeting in a loving stare.
Passionate kisses.
Raspy breaths.
A hand caressing his chest.
She whispers, 'You're the best."
Torsos shaking.
Thighs quacking.
Sweat glistening in the dim light.
They fall in love again tonight.
Soft skin.
Back to chest.
Legs tangled in the sheets.
Falling in love doesn't make then weak.