In my heart you are found.
It is beating to the tune of your drum.
Slowly when your away from me,
But excels when you draw near.
Your touch is like a jolt to me.
Passionate about pleasure you are.
Passionate about you I am.
Giving you pleasure with my hands
Making you move with my touch.
Hot and sticky I make you.
Warm and dripping you are.
Your mouth moves with no sound
When my hands caress your skin.
You feel my shaft and tell me
To plunge deep inside of you.
Your toes tingle when I
Brush pass your wet rose.
So fragrant and warm,
Curiosity it causes with in me,
And my tongue slides to find
Juices with in it.