On The Count of Three

three hearts, beating in unison
skin to skin to skin
the parting of legs allows the blessing's to flow in

heart to heart to heart
chest to chest to chest
blinded by the urgency and beauty in your breathe

nothing more greater than having three worlds collide
your seas are something I thought I was used too
but tonight I’m drowning in both of you

His hands, on her hands, on my hands
him exploring her, exploring me, devouring her
the sacrificial lamb in this beautiful union
no one else exists in this world but the three of us