In The Arms Of My Baby Poem by Miss Tee

I like it nice and slow...
when you kiss me there,
and caress me here.
A state of mind designed
to delight and excite.
Our soothing minds interwine
as we kiss and reach a state of bliss.
I like how you hold me,
how you make me tremble
while we listen to the music.
I like to hear you moan,
wanting the unknown.
I like to know that I can please,
put you at ease;
make you weak in the knees.
I like how you make me sweat,
tease, and make me forget.
I have fire in my veins,
got my brain in a daze.
I'd like to go ahead and proceed.
I know you'd like to make me plead,
and even pick up the speed
but I ask you to respect my need.
Turn my fantasy into reality,
encourage my sexuality;
and maintain the sensual mood
as our love concludes.
Let your warmth enfold me,
and let myself be free.
Put a smile on my face,
and let me choose the pace
because I like it nice and slow...