Let me count the ways

Let me count the ways, and begin to tell, how im deeply under your spell.its the way you begin to create and shape a better view of us in this state. of mind that you take me when your lips touch my lips or when your hands grab my hips and create a rhythm that matches my heart beats because that's what you aim, you make my heart beat fast to where it sounds like your name. i see you in clouds and in puddles and i purposely cause trouble if only to be punished by you fore i crave your attention and desire your affection and to taste your love is to taste perfection. this is more then lust, this is major passion that we create when we begin to make traction and fractions which lead to both of us to dividing and begin to multiply this fixation of love. your oral fixation is my sexual frustration and when i say oral i mean your words because with each sound that trickles off of your lips, it drives me over the edge and with enough said i dive in your kiss because those lips create pure bliss when i take a sip.  your lips are wine and i want to get drunk and reach the state of nirvana and spoiled Pri-Madonna which is the calming feeling i get when i am held by you. Your eyes gaze deeply into mine and i start to fall and start to become infatuated on stealing your time. Your mind is so damn complex that trying to understand you is like water that isn't wet. makes no sense right? oh but make no mistake, because with every breath you take i loose because baby you always take my breath away. for you i begin to fall, and fall and fall that if i tried to get up, your desires would pin me down and be like, baby we haven't finished round 1. Understand  that to give you everything is my ultimate goal and you are my trophy made of pure gold baby silver will never exist because this race you have won and a champion you have become. Hurt you? I would never, and if i did then sentenced to death would be my murder because of the pain i caused. But pain? The only pain i want to cause is from the rough sex, the scratches and the bite marks from being the bed room bullies that we are. Your hugs are such a joy to feel, its like tightly being rapped up in silk and being cradled by a sturdy bed of feathers, and baby like the birds, we can forever flock together. I will be your African Queen, your Mother Supreme and your most prized possession. I want to have you so hungry that you are starving for my attention. What ever you want, that is what you'll get. If you think im great now, honey you aint seen nothing yet. i want to help build your future and everything around it so i get to be wifey cause you put a ring on it. you take me from yes, to yesss, to OHHH YEEESSSS, to gasps and short breathes, you take me higher with quivers and shivers left to right, got me waking up feeling brigther then the sun that shines on my feelings for you, Baby let me count the ways, as i plan to make all your wishes come true.