taking
claiming
follow her lead
match her rhythm
serve her needs
worship her body
thrust deeper
her back arches
fingers digging into my shoulders
the black altar beneath her shifts
makes strange sound
wooden groan and discordant notes
as my movements rock it on floor
she gasps
then giggles
sound like silver bells
like starlight made audible
never heard her laugh like this
the altar makes more noise
"They must... they must hear this," she manages between gasps
she laughs again
breathless
joyful
i do not understand joke
but understand joy
love her laugh
want to hear it forever
want to be reason for it
shift angle
drive deeper