Guilty Confession

You’re a femme fatale,
Forbidden fruit!!
With porno curves,
And brains to boot.
You’re a fantasy
That’s taken root,
You’re built for sin
Designed to suit!
Those ample breasts
Those bedroom eyes
Your sexy smile
Your inner thighs
You stir my blood
And make me rise
With sway of hip,
You hypnotize!
If God would only
grant me this,
I’d never need,
Another wish!
For just that
Single wish
Would serve,
To celebrate your
Every curve,
I’d set alight
Each tender nerve!
And offer pleasure
you deserve!
Backs of knees,
And nape of neck,
Need more than just
A passing peck!
Your body Taut
As arrow string
I feel you tense,
Some wild thing!!
You quiver,
Shake,
You grasp,
and claw!
I hold you tight,
In reverent awe!
Surfing on
Erotic tides
That leave you
Spent
And satisfied!
And holding you,
I’d be remiss!
To leave,
Till last,
Half-parted lips!
I’d taste,
and Tease,
I’d lick and kiss,
To hear you
Sigh in sated bliss!