Poetica 48

His eyes observe the world of wonders in front of him.
As his heart races, the hormones are no longer dormant.
His eyes close involuntarily, following her hand lines.
She feels her fissures open up, the more she closes in on him.
His breath comes in fast and raw gasps, reminiscent of his geysers.
Very much in need of his warmth, she rides astride the mountain.
As his peak hits her hot spot and her own magma flows.
His volcano erupts in an explosive high as her ass falls.