Yours

 
My thoughts, having accepted you with an unexpected ease,  
giving credence to my hidden wishlist desires, the ones where I  
discard my safeguards,  along with my inhibitions, standing, waiting,  
if it should be sacrificial, then take me now, I'll dress in white so I  
might show you I'm yours to unwrap, bought and paid for, the token
of my love's faith I'll pray to you kneeling, signing my name in soft
kisses across your skin, giving each, the gift of each other, before  
we lose control in pleasurable moments to savour in turn.