You have a raw-fragrance about you,
I smell it way down deep in my very marrow.

Your crystalline-ice-eyes bewitch me,
you are not Earthly, you are angelic.

I can feel your lady-energy,
it’s so primordial, musk drips
from your wanton-lips.

I imagine your kisses
are sublime, feel electric,
would jolt my senses
into another dimension.

You make me
feel animal-like,
I want to seed you
with the same fervor
that burns in your own heart.