So wicked
Are my intentions
So bold in truth - dare I approach
I must, for my passion's
Blind the wrongs - that many fail to see
Should one smile - at their own insecurity
Or frown in disbelief - at my audacity
May I kiss, the pale flesh
Of ample breasts
To awaken - the glow of lustful hearts
May I devour, the soft fruit
Your ripe centre - under the stars
May I be so bold
To explore your deprived need
If you were to be so wild
And submit - to me