I ask if you want me
As I look into your eyes
You smile reassuringly
A kiss your only reply
How hot your breath burns
So eager and sweet
And so anxiously I yearn
For my body and yours to meet
My pulse is now racing
My knees have become weak
A need so urgently aching
For sins that are not of the meek
Tingling currents of passion
Rage and course inside of me
With desires most wanton
That I beg for you to set free
The night fills with our cries
As we delve into these prurient sins
Followed by our breathless sighs
As I carry your fire within
Forever I have waited
For you hold me so tight
My heart and soul are elated
This time I know it is right
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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