What is it bout me
That intrigues she.
My eyes,
My hair,
The way I speak
Just the thought of me makes her knees weak
My mind makes her deeply think
My words create a rush in the space between
A cataclysmic battle, explosion vs. sheer ecstacy
It's a draw for them
Leavin her the winner
The mere mention of what one has to offer
Gives off butterflies and makes way for blushing
And I cannot deny that I care not to end the mind
...Fucking...
Carnal meditation
Givin way eventually
To the satisfying eroticism
Ending all sexual frustration
...moving into sensual intimacy...
And possibly the beginnin of us lovin we.
Amazing that intrigue
Brings two within such close proximity
Mentally if not physically
Until even the none scent,
The scent of them you long to smell
The scent that is only sensed in your cerebral sphere,
Is overwhelmingly addicting
That intrigues she.
My eyes,
My hair,
The way I speak
Just the thought of me makes her knees weak
My mind makes her deeply think
My words create a rush in the space between
A cataclysmic battle, explosion vs. sheer ecstacy
It's a draw for them
Leavin her the winner
The mere mention of what one has to offer
Gives off butterflies and makes way for blushing
And I cannot deny that I care not to end the mind
...Fucking...
Carnal meditation
Givin way eventually
To the satisfying eroticism
Ending all sexual frustration
...moving into sensual intimacy...
And possibly the beginnin of us lovin we.
Amazing that intrigue
Brings two within such close proximity
Mentally if not physically
Until even the none scent,
The scent of them you long to smell
The scent that is only sensed in your cerebral sphere,
Is overwhelmingly addicting