I think "You"

I think “you” ,
when I hear the word sexy.
You’re everything, sexy should be.
Like the waves, crashing in, from the ocean!
Each wild curve breaks over me.

Your face holds mischievous promise,
Your eyes hold a womanly lust!
And i try not to stare at your body,
But a part of me says that I must!

My eyes wander down past your shoulders.
And heaven spill out from your chest,
The swell and the curve,
awakens each nerve, in ways, that invoke,and suggest!

I think of you floating above me
An vixen in leather and lace
But that devilish grin is the gateway to sin
Yet i yearn for your lovers embrace,

Your hips beg my hands just to reach out
And gather you up in my arms
And kiss and caress as You slip off that dress
As I revel in all of your charms

Your curves make my heart roll like thunder
Desire flows through my blood
I’m longing to kneel at your temple
And pray with my tongue to your bud

I know you have skills as a lover,
It’s written there, deep, in your eyes!
And the thought of your touch
Just entices so much,
That I’m holding back, for your replies.

I feel, even now, ( as i write this),
There grows the need for release
And it’s hot and its yearning,
My need for you burning!
And only one way it will cease!

So please tell me that I’ve awoken
Or kindled a fire below
A small little seed, of that animal need
I think “you” ,
when I hear the word sexy.
You’re everything, sexy should be.
Like the waves, churning in, from the ocean!
Each sensual curve beckons me.

Your face holds mischievous promise,
Your eyes hold a womanly lust!
And i try not to stare at your body,
But a part of me says that I must!

My eyes wander down past your shoulders.
And heaven spill out from your chest,
The swell and the curve,
awakens each nerve, in ways, that invoke,and suggest!

I think of you floating above me
An vixen in leather and lace
But that devilish grin is the gateway to sin
Yet i yearn for your lovers embrace,

Your hips beg my hands just to reach out
And gather you up in my arms
And kiss and caress as You slip off that dress
As I revel in all of your charms

Your curves make my heart roll like thunder
Desire flows through my blood
I’m longing to kneel at your temple
And pray with my tongue to your bud

I know you have skills as a lover,
It’s written there, deep, in your eyes!
And the thought of your touch
Just entices so much,
That I’m holding back, for your replies.

I feel, even now, ( as i write this),
There grows the need for release
And it’s hot and its yearning,
My need for you burning!
And only one way it will cease!

So please tell me that I’ve awoken
Or kindled a fire below
A small little seed, of that animal need
Cause believe me, I’m ready to blow!
Cause believe me, I’m ready to blow!