Oh, the warm sweet signature!
My ultimate stamp of approval.
The cum-laude of life.
White cursive across my chest, dripping to my breasts. Ink from his pen.
He claims my body with his love; catching his breath, looking down into my eyes.
In that paused moment, as orgasm takes hold, I see bliss sweep across his masculine face.
I lean back, opening my collarbones and neck to him.
I bend like a kite, straining against the wind for him to see all of me.
Nipples to the sky, saluting his member. Arching my back and gently moaning in exhale as I join his pleasure.
I delight my hero, my poet.
He drops into release.
His tepid mark on my dewy skin.
A thank-you note.
Written by him, on me.
