In Passing, An Ode to His Sex( to Jon)

Every time I see you
I'm secretly
Blowing kisses at ur dick
I can tell that its pleased each time I pass  
It stands at attention and salutes
ready to attack.
You try standing in different positions to hide him from me.
But he defeats you every time.
You breathe in
you breathe out to calm him
But I drive him wild.
So your techniques are useless.
You've tried a many of times to stop us
But our passion towards each other is outrageous
I just glance at him and smile  
Blinded by your clothes he still sees me.
When my tongue sneaks out to moisten my lips
He rises like a cobra bowing back
preparing to sharply penetrate me deeply with his venom.
If I brush up against him
He forcefully attempts to bust of your jeans
to find his way under my dress
I'm waiting wishing
and pantyless so he can have easy access.
He is romanced by the scent of me.
He will never stop until he has me.
So I beg
for your sake
Let's us be together.
Stop standing between us.
He needs me and I want him.
I am the true object of his affection.
Night after night he dreams of me.
He lashes out and awakes wet  
calling my name.
His happiness lies in my hands.
I would hate for him to turn dysfunctional, resistant,
and never be there when you need him.
He belongs to me
To think of him aroused by any other acquaintance I grow enraged with an intense jealousy
He is mine.
Nobody can give him what I can.
So for now on I will aggressively try to see him.
I will reach out and grab him
Never letting go.
I will no longer allow him to just pass me by