To My Love Poem by Greg Oosterhouse

My darling, every time you're near, it is like standing near a burning flame.
And you whisper in my ear, my heart burns at the sound of your beautiful name.

When I gaze into your eyes, I'm lost in a world of passion.
I long for the prize, as you approach me in the sultriest fashion.

Oh, to kiss your moist, luscious lips, they fill my heart with burning desire.
Just a touch with my fingertips, and they set my insides afire.

I run my fingers through your hair, so silky soft as a baby's skin.
I long to touch you 'there', and relive the moment again and again.

The lights are turned down low, and we are clothed only in each others' arms.
If there is only one thing I know, it is that I love you and your many charms.