What am I

I am
graceful and yielding
like a memory enveloped in silk blush sheets
legs intertwined
bodies urging

I am
as forceful as a sword
forged by the heat of your hands and the melt of your mouth
fingers exploring
eyes seeking

I am
bare and delicate
like the fragile coursing point just before the sheer climax
lips parted
tongues dancing

I am
simplistic intricacy
bound by the enticement, beyond the point of return
breath subdued
hearts and hips surging

I am
yours for the taking