Watching

Wicked to wanton, feeding the hunger with stimulation,      
a desire to please, slowly melting for you, honey passion  
pools reflecting steady progress, making the eyes at you,  
for you only, pleasure ripples expanding, increasing with  
each aimed cupids strike, gliding effortlessly over silent  
night thoughts, hitting the sweet spot with love flurries      
aglow; Within the heat I've gone, fallen in, fallen down,  
hips uplifting on a lovers overture with hope to joy singing  
from your waiting tongue, soaring with the birds on heavens  
cloud I've now become one with.      
     
Singing kingdom come.      
Praise Be to you.