Your Admire

Look into my eyes, with gentle hands, with your touch, brush lightly my lashes

Hearts that breathe, together, surrender completely, so ever deeply they hunger

Run your fingertips down my cheeks, my skin quivers, as soft as my undraped negilgee

Now, my neck, pure as the queen of swans, white, as the cream from milk made soap

My shoulders you pull, into your chest, as my heart can not rest this elope

My breasts awaken, to your naked soul, knowingly they too attest

That with you, in you, around you, I am never lost, I love you, I confess

For your admire, drives me, the burning flames of the night

You are my love, the one who excites me, take me now, at all cost

I long for your admire, my desire will never burn out

As long as I have you, I shall never tire