This Makes Me Hot Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

When we are together,
And our eyes focus...
Not to blink nonstop.
This makes me hot.

When you are not there,
And the telephone rings.
Your voice brings me joy,
And 'whatever' you say...
Makes my heart begin to sing.
This makes me hot.

And unbearable is the thought,
Of us touching in a naked embrace.
Your face against mine...
And those 'sounds',
Between us made.
Oh...
This makes me hot.

I can not think of an us,
Without you in my view.
I can not be alone for a single moment,
Without imagining us together...
And those things we choose to do.
This makes me hot.

When we are together,
And our eyes focus...
Not to blink nonstop.
This makes me hot.


With the blending of the right ingredients,
To be stirred in one sizzling pot.
And the after taste of this,
Stays on my lips.
You and I know what we've got.
And this...
Heated mix,
Is an appetite I crave and miss.
Without 'you' near...
It seems I can not handle it.

This chemistry between you and me,
Means a lot!
Especially when both of us,
Can not hide what we've got.
Oh yes it is deep.
And extremely hot.