I love you, Babe.
I want to love you, touch you and squeeze you.
My apologies to the band
I can’t think of their name off hand,
But I do!
I want candlelight, **** not there nighties, and That look on your face.
I want to feel your gaze burn my skin as you take me in
With your eyes.
I want to feel the shiver that hits my middle when you touch me with your fingertips.
A graze of your lips and an ocean of desire
Sets me afire.
Wanton desire.
How could I not want that?
Never doubt what you do to me.
My man.
Those words are powerful.  You are mine and I am yours.
Because we chose.
We fit together so well.  My body was made for yours.
I curve where you swell, and I am in where you are out.
Lock and a key
Open me.
Set free the woman I am.
Your lips on my breast and the rest
Is expressed in sighs of desire and breathes of passion.
Higher and higher; you know how to play me.
Your instrument of pleasure I take inside.
The ride is a smooth one, made rough when I ask.
My pleasure is always your main task.
We hit heaven together and linger awhile.
Sweet words of love are exchanged.
My hand is tracing the path of your making
On bodies made hot with love’s wanton desire.
I love you, Babe.
Sleep now and know just that.