You hold me, you take me in close, so close i can feel your breath on my neck. You forcefully lay me down on the bed. You know I like it. I give you that look and you know you need to take me now. We melt into each other. Intertwined between the sheets, it's hard to tell who's taken control. I scratch your back and pull you in closer, deeper inside me. Nothing else matters. Only this moment. We forget everything else and all we know is how to love each other. This language we know. We communicate well here. I lay you back and get on top. I usually like to be submissive but now I want to take control. I want to hold you down and take you the way I want. You give me that look as though you secretly enjoy being thrown around, you probably do. So passionate, attentive, and aware. Such clear communication, conversing so well without the need of words. After, you pull me in close, you wrap your big arms around me. We melt into the bed sheets. In the morning the sun light wakes us up. We make love again.