You are the inspiration for temptation,
The flagrant source of fantasy degradation,
A sexual feast of celebration,
The body I need to be embracing.
You have a mind full and unique,
You come with a veil of mystique,
When you wiggle turn a cheek,
You leave me, my knees weak.
Bring me your bulging beating heart,
Let me feast there for a start,
Before I tear the rest apart,
And give you passion, that I impart.
I will endeavour to bestow,
Carnal knowledge from below,
Whilst wrapping it in love you know,
Neither will want to ever let go.
Oh no, oh no….
