I caress you
Running roughened fingers over supple skin
I invoke you
… and I can feel you within
You are Aphrodite
And I, Adonis, survive off your beauty
You are mighty
In the hundreds of hearts you have stolen
My love can cause you pleasure
A fact I most enjoy
It’s my body that you treasure
For the ecstasy I make you feel
I would devour you as you moan
But never could I survive
You are more than anything I’ve known
And I’m drunk off just your taste
I fear to have you within me,
That the heat of this bliss
Would burn up all the sea
My tongue caressing sacred places
Until you’re on the verge of being set free
You exude desire
And I drink it in
I am a fire
Fed on our hot sin
I keep you on the threshold,
For I know when you are done with me
You will once again leave me cold…
And I love the sound of your begging
It seems like the clock stands still
… I won’t stop until you’ve given me your all
Until for me you would kill
And though I love the taste of sweat on your skin
Me you will never fill
© 2006 your_only_love
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