Her clothes look so unnatural now,
the want to rip them off takes over...
To think of all the things she'd allow,
my days have become all about her.
I wait for the day that we're alone,
that fiery spark to catch her eye.
To hear my name amidst her moan,
in bed as one, as our bodies lie.
Will she jump on me or I on her?
She says she's a wild one in bed...
It's hard to keep my mind off that lure,
this want's a craving that must be fed.
To feel her smooth skin from head to toe
first with fingers, before my soft kiss,
with most time spent on parts we both know,
I'll give her the time she wants in bliss.
Clothes long tossed onto the bedroom floor,
giggles turn into shouts of pleasure.
After all the fun she'll beg for more,
while I'm so thrilled to find this treasure.
She's now asleep, my arms her cover,
As I find what makes me smile so:
her sweet words, as first I'm a lover.
How close we'll always be, we both know.