Wrap around me.
Let's do some kissing.
While passion is hissing
Behind our door.
We will explore
With tongues of fire.
A sexual tension
Walks the wire.
And juices mingle
As bodies tingle
Alight.
Like a candle in the night,
Burning
Right through my soul.
I'll be yearning
To rock and roll
With you again.
My sweetest pain.
Taste me
Slow.
Let's stretch the bow
Before my arrow is released.
Chic
And low.
A devil moon not yet deceased,
Are your words
To excite.
Our skin is shared as one
Tonight.
I need to feel
Your eager bite,
All over.
Wet and warm.
This Bossa Nova
We perform,
A roll in clover
Through a storm.
That just won't quit.
You scratch my back
As all our peaks
Are hit.
Our dam must burst.
To quench our thirst.
In breathless motion
We mix our potion
Once again.
Tomorrow night.
Turn out the light.
My sweetest pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem