I want some more

warm fall afternoon clear and quiet
the senses awakened
cuddling my yearning for more
invited love came and went
so fast yet so intense
little talk before and after
though the tenderness remains,
the touch unrestrained
the language of the skin
in every pore in every scent
it leaves me wanting more
of the gentleness, the caress
what's the point of this exchange
so fast yet so intense
yes, some giving but little left
the thirst allayed
and the warm breeze
through the door finds me still,
relaxed, alone with a light of hope
will there be more?