who is this woman that intoxicates me so
goddess, nymph, angel, demon
the sun glories on your rising
the moon and stars sing your praises in the night
your eyes like deep pools calling me to sink into their
rapturous depths
your lips promise honey, the mere thought of them upon
mine consumes my every thought, haunts my dreams
your body sculpted by the gods for passion, the memory of
it tattooed upon my soul
my hands tracing every curve
my tongue seeking out every secret place
oh to feel your lust, to taste your passion
your skin against my skin, your flesh on my flesh
to melt inside you
is this love that i feel for you?
no, not love, its more than that, something different,
something primal
i burn for you with every inch of my being
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