Eyelids flutter lightly,
lovers gazes lock.
A ritual made nightly,
not much left for talk.
Smiles brighten slightly,
teasing each to walk.
Knowingly holding tightly,
beating out the clock.
Whispers take the pair,
movements start a course.
Thickness fills the air,
from the heated source.
To her in his stare,
submissive to his force.
Their burden left to bear,
showing till they're hoarse.