A surge of arousal gets me typing,
Pictures of you, it’s true, no hyping.
Inspired by you, my wants, my needs,
You! The girl I saw in my dreams.
A surge of arousal exposing my soul,
Telling the world of our play, my goal.
Exposing us both as perverts in league,
You, My Cock, Your Pussy and Me.
Pornography holds nothing for me,
For you’ve ruined it all, you see.
No girl on picture, film, or web,
Exudes the sexuality that you ebb.
We’ve talked on occasion about what I’ve liked,
But I only want to see you tonight.
Pornography might have well of died,
For I only want you before my eyes.
You, my Goddess.
You, my life.
You, my want.
You, my angel.
You, my desire.
You, my Beauty.
My burning passion’s fire.