My body practically salivates,
That greedy part of me demanding satisfaction.
In these moments,
Of the intense hunger,
the craving transcends reason.

The anticipation, the need,
It all becomes a consuming force,

Is a testament to how powerful,
connection we share,
A connection that leaves me yearning for more—
yet never having enough.

Making your goosebumps rise
As your river flows,
Floodgates open wide.

The needs of the flesh that tempt the soul,
Ignite our desires, as the truth unfold,
Vibes vibrating, positive vibes,
Ambition eroded, the truth lies.
says the desire in your eyes.

The fragrance of her essence
Dances upon my senses.
Her desire stirs;
as do I.

Fingers trace the
curves of his bare chest,
Every touch, a deliberate exploration.
In the quiet moment, I find my desire,

I part the sheets,
Softly, as if unveiling a sacred truth.
Your skin, a canvas of devotion,
I trace each line, worshiping every inch,
A believer reborn in the grace of your touch.

In shadows cast,
fingers roam,
Tracing lines on skin and bone.
Sheets part like sacred tides,
Reverence felt in love's confines.

A surge,
a gasp,
a whispered plea,
In the dark, desire set free.
To touch, to feel, in passion's blaze,
Lost in the fervor of love's embrace.

In shadows deep,
where whispers dwell,
Fingers trace, like ink in a spell.
On ribs exposed, secrets unfurl,
A dance of touch, in passion's swirl.

Parting sheets, like sanctified rites,
Skin worshiped under moonlit nights.

A surge of wonder, hearts converge,
In silent pleas, desires emerge.
To be adored, in moments tender,
Lost in the reverie of love's splendor.