a poam for you.Let me make Love to you in so many wordsCan you feel them, my love,Softly touching your cheekTracing the lines of your mouthTrailing down your neckCan you feel them slowlyUnbuttoning your shirtAnd tip toeing across your chestWith teasing nails and warm fingersLeaving fingerprints of fireCan you feel the silk of my hairFalling against your bare skinDo you feel the pleasure of hot lipskissing you deeplyTongue dancing with tongueTwirling in passion'sTingling tangoThe scent and taste of my passion nowSatisfies your heated desireThe sweet wine of my loveQuenches your thirstMy words are caressin you ever so lovingly
