Feel the Heat

Running like the wolf, in heat, he pants ,and his legs are fierce

The mind is one tracked, and is filled with a powerful lust of energy

Driven by the wild side, of the animal instinct, we are mad in passion

With our hearts racing, and the sweet scent, of sweat beads, heating

On a stove top, of crazed desire, for the most erotic motions, and extreme

Heat of the moment, where we hear the mocking bird sing in the forest

Where we run naked in the leaves, our bare feet feel the coolness, and we

Dream the extreme, while we are both hungry

Like the wolf, I feel the heat running through me