I see you,
you are an image in silhouette
before my eyes
every time
that you speak
it is you
craving to play
every time
that I hear
your sweet voice
like nectar
the words are coming and coming from your lips
it is amid this moment
that my heart reveals
all that would spread beneath me
every time my desire submits
to the pulsing of want and pleasure
you control me
I am
in need
for what my soul longs for
I lose all strength
for every time
that those words, that tease
pour down on me
I am yours and you are mine.