Making Something Hot

Making Something Hot


Stroke me tender,
along every single inch.

Lick and caress me,
Baby, that's it.

Let's get lost in this
sensuous haze.

Sexy feelings that
keep us dazed.

Moving in rhyme,
Neither of us
can speak.

Until after we hit
that incredible
peak.

We pant in satisfaction,
both blown away.

By the fire we generate,
like a match hitting
hay.

Together, we generate
something so good.

When our eyes first met,
we understood.

As a matter of fact,
we simply knew,
that coming together...
Whew!


By nutbuster