How do you want me,

on top, or underneath?

Throw me up against a wall,

or come at me from under the sheets.

Whatever way you want me,

you know that I am game.

I just want you inside me,

to simply tame this flame.

My desire burns so strong for you,

I don’t know how I contain,

my sexual lust I feel for you,

it almost causes pain.

I wish that I could come to you,

and that you’d be alone.

I’d strip you down, and spin you around,

and make you cry out and moan.

I’d bite your lip and tongue playfully,

because I know that’s what you like.

I’d run my fingers through your hair,

and you will shudder with delight.

I’d rub your legs,  and your bulge through your pants,

because I know that’s how you want me to be.

You like me as a little tease,

and try to resist the urge to please me. 

When I feel you might be slipping away,

I simply look into your eyes,

and then you start to climb on me,

which comes as no surprise.

You say you can’t resist my eyes,

and how they look at you,

I can see into your soul,

and I see you as whole.

I kiss you, and pull you near.

My passion for you cannot be contained,

once you have entered me so stiffly.

We melt together, as if we are one,

and move to a rhythm all of our own.

Our love making is so passionate,

you’d think we’ve been in a fight.

My chest is bruised,

my neck is red,

your back is scratched so bright. 

You ask me softly, am I okay,

with you inside me now,

you’re making my day.

I just always want you somehow.