no cause for alarm

My fantasy my fantasy is oh so simple. To have one man love me so much make my whole body tingle.

Being under the stars with one who'll be  the one I  can give love yes  the one who'll make my heart jingle.

To give him butterflies fluttering by in his tummy the way he gives me when I see his body.

To have him smile at little thoughts of me, that, my dear is my fantasy.

To be in his arms knowing he thinks of and desires only me,
to touch,
to feel,
to taste,
yes but that is my fantasy.

I'd  give him love,  give him slow wine. Do everything in my power to make him feel divine.

Cause in my fantasy he'll feel like a king. Having everything he wants no inhibitions we'll be proud to wear those rings.

No wondering what he's thinking when he's alone, if  ever those thoughts were to be shown, we'd both know we're the others own.
To be ravaged,
devoured ,
desired,
snuggled,
lost in each others arms.
For us two becoming one should be no cause for alarm.