She has eyes like melted chocolate.
You know..
The kind of chocolate to pour down her body
And lick from every crevice
As it mixes with the flavor of her skin.

She has the kind of voice that seeps beneath my defenses
Tears down my walls
And infiltrates the deepest parts of my heart
That I kept hidden.

She has the type of body that makes me drool
Like a teenage boy.
And I crave her *** as if it was a drug
And Im the addict going through withdrawal.

She speaks as if she's lived a million lifetimes.
Her words wrap around my brain
Breaks through my mental shields
And leaves me swimming in her sea of conversation.

She makes me stronger.
I feel like I can run a million marathons.
Her motivation and support giving me the strength
Of Superman with no weakness of Kryptonite.

She brings out the primal side of me.
The one that growls in her presence
The one that marks her and claims her
With no intention of letting her go.

She's my weakness and my strength
My annoyance and my source of laughter
My Queen and my Knight

She's Mine.
And I am Hers.