aching

I’m aching to make love with you,
Doing what loving couples do;
Some lower-body exercise
Within the confines of your thighs.

We having been apart so long,
I find this desire is so strong.
You look such a seductive witch,
When in my view your hips you twitch.

So you say, “Yes! I’m up for it!”
Let’s dash upstairs and shed our kit,
Then, nakedly in bed, we’ll merge,
And satisfy the primal urge.