My weakness
A Man
Without
His clothing on.
His Sinful eyes beckon me to surrender.
Tongue running about his eager lips
To
Taste my kisses.
Dirty thoughts and words
Even
Acts that make me go *whoa*.
Making love in ways that we are misbehaving
Like
Children
Out of control.
Long hair
Flowing
About his broad shoulders.
Skin sparkling
Like
Stars from above
Guiding
Me into warm surroundings
Of his arms.
Man
That can make
Me
Stop and drool
Over
His wicked, alluring sexually demands.
Love a man that is willing
To
Try everything more than once.
Got the moves
And
Words
To spin my heart and soul
Like
World spinning around me.
Arms like a god.
Body for sin.
Eyes that see only me.
Heart pounding a song out.
A soul daring to live out
All
Our wicked fantasies.
My weakness is
A
Man that never say no
Or
Can never get enough of
Me.
©2007 Firestar
