I have to warn you that it might not be for underaged persons ...
I want to feel your hands on my skin,
I want to feel you - delving in.
I want to scream out thy name,
I want to touch your body - I want to burn that flame.
I want to clutch the linen, clutch thy skin,
I want to whisper and scream in sin.
I want your body close to mine,
I want to whisper hoarsely: You are mine!
I want to feel the pulsating lust,
I want to moan: In you I trust.
Give me your hands upon my skin,
Make us become one - and delve deep in.
Let me scream out thy name,
Ignite the fire and light the flame.
Give me a reason to clutch your skin,
Let me whisper your name and lets do some sin.
Move your body next to mine,
Hear me whispering: You are mine!
Tease me with your pulsating lust,
I'll grab your shoulders and moan: In you I trust.
(c) J.E. Wilson