Your soul speaks to me in the darkest night
your lips upon my breast, I imagine feels so right
your three hairs in shades of brown so soft as silk
your skin so pure as milk with nipples oh, so cherry pink
your eyes of the bluest oceans so vast so calm
you have the strength of a thousand soldiers within one palm
my sweet giant prince, so gentle and kind
your galant spirit is what moves my mind
words never seem to express the deepest thoughts inside,
snatching every chance to convey how my heart is drawn by you
almost daily I look into your eyes full of endearment and pride
my love is deep only within your arms is where I choose to sleep.
adrenaline rises, tension mounts between our bodies when we chat
flirting glances with coy smiles heighten every sense and sight
words we write touch us, sending shockwaves of heat way down.
cornered emotions of strong attraction, lust and desire forever drawn
to feel your body press against mine is my deepest need.
when will the sensual tension we have be forever freed?
I seek to be consumed by the forbidden passion that awaits,
bask in the glow of sensuous heat that slowly dissipates
sensual are your ways when you move I could but gaze
electrifying is our desire, breaking down our defenses.
can we exist as genuine lovers...
real or make-believe, or is it just a ploy?
