A Womans Desire

My mind rages with only pure intent,
only to find my remedy, that has become my addiction.
You are my drug that barricades my sanity.
I imagine these hands slowly caressing your skin,
Lingering off to forbidden places.

I think of your lips touching only mine.
They seem too delicate with the faint taste of sweet lemons?
So sweet, alluring, and very very wet.

My reasoning has become too weak,
craving a little too much.
I've become dangerously intoxifide by you, and only you.
Like a sick alcoholic who never gets enough.
Who always wants more.

I want you now, more than the yesterdays.
I am the beast, with only my selfish needs in tow.
I am the beast that your mother warned you about.

I am absorbed with thoughts of your silhouette.
I need you too much now, to touch, to feel.
My body has become a battlefield between two wild fires,
continously burning inside of me.
A desire that has become undestructable,
and too tempting to refuse.

I want to dance with you the beautiful music of intimacy,
The rhytmatic motions that explode with more intensity than the last.
Let us dive into the beautiful tune of extacy,
just you and I.