posted December 12, 2012 07:54 AM
I feel guilty but I've no need
I've not done anything wrong
Unless of course, you count my thoughts
Then perhaps I need to be punishedIt starts off in the realm of sight
eyes and hair so richly dark
A strong yet slender physique
witty sarcasm makes my heart pique
Play a game with me, mischievous man
as I set about to win
Show me your sharp vocabulary
as I dream of touching your skin
Let loose your silver tongued madness,
turn me on as we toss around Leo pride
I'll savor the way your smile crinkles
And we'll banter side by side
My mind is such a weak spot
the fuse box of my senses
Bring me to my knees with a turn of phrase
and we'll see see how my body untenses...