A Silent Entreaty

Your eyes – they’re green and blue
Like the skies and the earth combined:
As cool and fresh as the morning dew,
Untouched by storms of the fiery kind.

-- And yet I see them, blazing hot,
Scorching the satin of my skin,
Undressing me with but a glance:
Your green and blue – they’re wild as sin.

So ignite my blood with one lustful gaze:
Burn me and melt me until I scream
For want of the pleasure that should fill my days
And make mere jests of my wildest dream.

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Your lips – they make such perfect bows
Poised to shoot arrows through the heart:
Dyed in the sky’s sweet golden rose
When the sun persuades another day to start.

-- Oh yes, I see them, lush and full
As tempting as Eden’s forbidden fruit,
And helpless I become to resist their pull,
For in intent and purpose, they’re quite resolute.

So take me and break me with one playful kiss:
Drown me in pleasure of the sinful kind,
For I hunger and thirst for a night of bliss
When souls and limbs become intertwined.

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Your hands – they’re oft as strong as steel ,
Yet your touch is gentle as the morning breeze:
Soft butterfly kisses, so thrillingly real –
Gliding up my thighs, above trembling knees.

-- And how I feel them! - rough and warm,
Sating the hunger within my core,
Instigating the onset of an electric storm
That damns me to hell while to heaven I soar.

So hold me, caress me: fan the flames in my soul
Touch me, lead me – never relinquish control
Claim the body of the woman whose heart you stole
For only then, my love, will you make me whole.