Pleasure Poem by bob barci

The morning of you
brings stars to my eyes.
I reach out, you stir.
Watching you sleep brings pleasure to me.
With you by my side,
I need nothing else.
Pleasure seeking me
needs only you.
Rest all you want,
watching you sleep is a pleasure for me.
It takes a lot to keep from touching you.
It makes me crazy.
Crazy in love with you.
I smile a devilish smile when you open your eyes.
It's hard to hide the lust that is there.
So, hold me, love me.
I've risen for the occasion.
Ooooooohhhh! ! !
Aaaaaaaahhh! ! !
Yeah, do it like that! !
Oooooooohhh! !