“Afterglow” by Douglas Kruse

she lays next to me
our arms holding tight
onto naked bodies
covered with sweat
and spent passion

she looks up at me
and her eyes sparkle
a smile, naughty and sweet
covers her face

she remembers
the feelings
the rapture of orgasm
the way we touched
and became one

with no words spoken
we share the moment
delighting in each other
warmed by the afterglow