Along her slender, tender form, explore my fingertips
For building of the ardour brought by ecstasy and lips
Upon her eyes, my eyes will rest, my hips will rock her hips
With a slow and passionate crescendo of eclipse
The stunning passion builds as sentience unzips
The lust into its human form of love's relationships
The mind is lost in thoughts and care
'Tis more than what this heart can bear
I am thunderstruck, again.
