“The reason most people sweat is so they will not catch fire while they are making love”- Don Rose
Intruders to my brain
Thoughts of her invade my mental
Envisioning her frame, her lips, her eyes
Just like music stuck in my head
Her voice lingers like an instrumental
Lustful to part her lips with a simple touch
Eager to devour her body
And watch her melt into my soul
As two become one and her eyes pierce into me
A look that makes man weak, a look so Godly
Images of her spread and tangled in my sheet
Laying there asleep and so angelically flawless
Urges want me to wrap her up in my arms
Cradle her, overwhelm her, posses her
Take her love hostage!
Wanting to memorize her with the tips of my fingers
The voice inside me screams in yearn
I trace her body down and sketch it in my head
Committing to memory a map of her
That only with time will I ever earn
She opens her eyes and magnetically lures me in
Electricity trickles down my spine
As I breathe her air in and smile to the thought
That for the past few hours, I’ve made endless love to her
That for the past few hours, I’ve made her eternally MINE!
A loud ring interrupts my string of thoughts
And breaks them like a string of pearls falling consecutively
The doorbell is signaling that she is HERE
Pressure steams through my ears and sweat streams off my forehead,
My thoughts begin to run away from me,
Palms sweaty, heart beating which only means
Its time….
Its time for me to prove to her
That I want to be in love with her
For her
Only her…until ETERNITY
