You want some?

You want some?
I got some.
Look into my eyes.
I got some of that.
Windows into weariness
After fathomless fantasies of
Fistfulls of sheets
Look at my heart,
Wrung out and repaired,
Flawed and fissured.
Comforted and comforting.
I got what you need.
Look at my body.
Valleys of voluptuousness
Silky, slippery ascensions into
Heavenly heights and
Delicious depths
You want some?
I got some of what you want.
What you need.
Look at my mouth.
Waiting for your words
Frantic to be filled,
Warm, sweet and wanton.
Look at my desires,
Feeding and needing.
Rampant and raw.
You got some?
I want some.