The type of man you are.
I may not know what you have planned,
But I beg, don’t go too far.
How can I trust in such a man,
In one I do not know?
And yet, in silence, here I stand
With no desire to go.
Slowly, gently, I am unclothed,
Revealed before your eyes.
Before, this thought, I once loathed.
Now for you my body cries.
My fantasies! I did not know
That these were truly mine,
But the reaction my body shows
I clearly read the signs.
Mold me, shape me, wake me,
My Master, make me yours.
Do what you want, just take me.
Lust drips now from my pores.
Yes, bind me lover, here,
For so long I’ve been lost.
No longer have I fear,
Nor do I care the cost.
Control me Master, make me yours.
The pain is mine to bear.
In your arms my spirit soars,
Oh yes, please touch me there.
I stand here, my legs quaking,
So close I feel your heat.
With passion, my body’s aching.
Please make our touch complete.
Your fingers touching me so light,
It sets my nerves on fire.
I never thought I’d reach this height,
Yet still, I travel higher.
Yes, it seems you know already
Where I need your touch.
My passion makes me light and heady.
I’ve never felt this much.
I sense cologne I’ve never smelled
And your arms around my back.
Never so tightly have I been held,
With a kiss, my legs go slack.
I sense your tongue and finger
Against my supple skin.
And still sensations linger,
Each place they’ve ever been.
Give me more.