Turn me around to see your eyes,
rape me with affectionate lips.
Sping me with figner tracing my sides,
love me tomorrow is our last.
A silhouette of envey contours my face, as you wishper in her ear.
Following your gaze, it leads to mine, a flash of delight straightens my look.
A mystery you are to me,
why must you taunt me with your glorious smell.
Purposely you near me, eyes to mine; flushed with redness I try to hide.
Intrusive and longing you enter my dreams; pinning me down you have your way.
Confusing you are, though I must decode the deep pitts of your honey eyes.
Sudden and firm is the shock from you smile;
an urge to taste your glistening lips,
to twine your fingers with mine.
You are my death, but now my life,
so let's meet again when the time is right.