Passion Poem by clay scott

Your body takes shape as candle light touches your face skin so
pure and tan makes me want to sin you move closer and pull me near
a sudden rush of fear for in my eyes your so delicate a woman heaven
sent i see your body with now closed eyes every inch takes me by
surprise my hands paint a picture while our bodys embrace a hunger
i can't replace as your hips fall into place a mounting pleasure falls
across your face my world stands still only for a moment everythings
right as love takes flight passion flows your heart to mine
for every sin you are mine.