Touch it

Go on, don't be shy
touch that place that will make us both try
to wrap ourselves up in each other,
so thick and heavy in a sensual smother.
Use both hands to explore every inch,
so beautiful and fragile, like my own finch,
flighty and scarcely believable,
a fire in our loins that's inconceivable,
burning and scorching yet so alive,
losing ego so that our souls may thrive.
Grab it firmly and keep ahold,
no need to be shy, show me how bold
you wish to be, come drink me up
I want to be the only one to refill your cup,
if only for tonight
every wrong let us put right.
Me underneath watching your body rhythm,
just happy to go along with them,
seeing you're naked form doing it's best,
longing to have your thighs be my final rest.
So I must say, my beautiful love
touch it and show me you fit me like a glove.
Touch it, it's yours,
a trophy from all the unopened doors
that led to this moment,
touch it and make it heaven sent.