A fool in love when intimate
An object of desire
Steamy hot encounters
Hearts an open fire
The smell of stinking sweat
A glisten and a shine
Looking deep into your eyes
Knowing that you’re mine
Held on tight
To the moonlit night
And a glass of well aged wine 🍷
A sip to lip
Down your throat
Done so by design
All the while
Dripped in style
Developed and refined
Till the day
No games to play
Like when we were a child