As Morning Glories Do

I love…
…the red bra and panties you wore last night.  It touches my heart that you do things like that to please me.  Thank you.
 
From “Desire” by Connemara Wadsworth
I lean closer
into you, feel
your blood surge
as you hold me
and I echo
the beat pulling
on us as I wrap
my legs around you
and open as morning
glories do
when the sun
warms them.