The first glance
The first touch

There is a hush
Silence abound
Interrupted by a heart beat sound.
In an unhurried rush

You fill me with desire
That sparks a soul that been waiting for the fire.

You ignite my lust.
The sensual eyes
The beautiful inviting thighs

I hunger for your touch
I hunger to satisfy my lust.

Time passes.

Oh!, what sweet and succulent fruit?
The sweet nectar drips down my chin
Bits can be seen between my teeth from my wide grin.

Oh!, what sweet and succulent fruit
That leaves lipstick stains
When the passion wanes.

Time passes.

Love bites use to lead to passionate fights
Now it is the legacy of angry nights

When we touched
There was a hush
Then an an unhurried rush

Silence abound
Now emptiness is the only sound.