the race of my heart

the race of my pulse as he holds me near
tells me what I need to know
the pant of my breath in my own ear
knowing nothing will I forgo
excitement straddles my only thoughts
to his arms I go running hot

naked, I bare my soul to him
reading the passion in his hungry eyes
aggression of this desired sin
assault my senses, my skin, my thighs
own me, please, says my begging grasp
doing so makes me moan and gasp

giving and taking, it's all the same
as long as it makes me scream your name