How do I tell you, that when you're near,
|my pulse quickens, racing for your touch?
Does my gaze cast upon you the craving,
of a man who wants his woman so much?
Will the growl in my voice reveal such need,
as you stir within from your body so close?
Can you feel the desire in my untamed hands,
that rake over every inch of what I want most?
What more can my coiling arms declare,
as they pull you close in a lover's embrace?
Will the shudder of my feasting senses undo,
feeble restraints I can no longer hold in place?
Will the heat of my breath convict of passion,
or the press of my lips sentence me to lust?
Can I help the arousal you alone make rise,
with allure that unravels me with each thrust?