Everything in our
Conceptual existence
Leans toward
Suggestive lust
Is what I want real
Or just a fantasy
Bring your body over here
To me
Let me touch you in a way
You’ve never felt before
On the bed or on the floor
Move your way to me
Let me put one hand on your face
Thumb at your lower lip
One hand on the back of your neck
You make me a train wreck
For love
Sensations pounding
Kiss me all around
I’ll return the favor
Your skin has the flavor
Of sweet amber
You return my mood
I can’t feel any other way
With you
Friendship into fervor
Murmur words of
Passion underneath your breath
Whispers at my ears
Tongue at my neck
I want you
Every part of you
When you’re ready
Bring your body over here
To me
© GÄ
Poétique 