It begs for me, is calling my name!
asking for permission I just may go insane.
It's pumping my blood
seducing my mind
Making me a slave to thoughts of privacies columbine.
My fingers are pacing up N down my sex
losing control of the tone my voice gets.
Maybe I'm screaming from this prolonged agony...
It trails down my spine
& rests between my legs
..listens to my desires & whispers the unsaid.
Dissolves my insecurity
& enlightens my taste...
wraps my body in pleasures honey laced~