In the mood
Every part of me wants to hold you
Your beauty takes my breath away
So sue me for wanting to please you
Surely you lay here wanting to be touched
Or else why did you come over
Im a man
And you tempt the best of me
I don’t think its completely with your body
Its in the way you look at me
They say the eyes are the window to the soul
So slowly youre awaking my passion
One that I thought was lost
You deliver my spirit
And tease my manhood
With your kisses
So often I miss out on
A regular life
But today I want to be
in the heat of the moment as our eyes meet
and your touch is describing
to me a sonnet
of what beauty really is:
Beauty allows comments on it
That thrill the heart,
Beauty is in fashion that
Instills religion to the soul,
Beauty rises as the sun sets
Into the night,
Together you and I can make our own
Definition of passion
Assist me in this pursuit to make every new day
A flute of harmony to our souls.
And find me to remind me when I forget
That what sews here
also shows divinity its true art.