My imagination runs riot when I think of you
crazy I am for the touch of you
this pain of want for you is impossible
I need you next to me you see

How I want you to cry with joy
as my love I enter your sweet temple
taste with my hot wanton mouth
the perspiration from your slender neck

To hold you close in motion of passion
in unison we make our bodies as one
I watch your lips quiver
as we look into each others eyes

At the final moment of our communion
you grasp me hard and shiver
as with a gasp of joy
my love for you is delivered



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris