True Love

I look upon the beauty of your face,
I think about your neck, your breast, your thigh;
My heart does flutter, my pulse begins it's race,
The thought that us, together, will naked lie;

I know that this is just the very start;
My cock responds to just the thought of it,
By swelling, pointing up toward your loving heart,
So anxious for that joining, intimate;

The touch that easily brings me to new heights,
I crave it, love, desire you more than any.
Caress, and lick and touch on me excites!
Your art erotic, the lustful agony

Our bodies fit together like hand and glove,
The heat, the passion, fueled with our true love.