Her eye caught me across the room,
It began to squint and instantly fine tune,
To see the man , with the gift in his hands,
She followed me as I walked,
And heard me when I talked,
Then I caught her stare, because of the mirror's glare,
And I saw her quiver,
From the feeling I gave inside'er,
As I peered inside, her staring eye,
She felt me penetrate through,
To the place she knew,
She wanted me to find, I heard it in her mind,
As she took a deep breath,
Fearless of death,
Letting me in, to that feeling within,
Deep in her soul,
As she lost all control,
She felt the waves ripple up and down, amazed at the spot I'd found,
Her knees got weak as the feeling got stronger,
It was then I knew she could take it no longer,
But I refused to give up, and let the feeling in her gut,
Cease and desist,
Because her desire did insist,
To feel it without end, to succumb to the feeling I send,
Because she longed for this, as far back she can remember,
To find everything she could ever want, from the opposite gender,
He personifies perfection, as described by heaven,
Possessing what she needs so much, this is why his love is a must,
To have the man, who bleeds desire, and radiates the intoxicating dust,
That fills her lungs with an aphrodisiac,
And spreads through her body, and up and down her back,
She yearns for the man with the mystical touch,
Who perfects passion ; who creates lust.