Desire

The Lust  in my veins
Dressed in a crimson vale
It Pulses to my very tip
Surging forth
Harder and harder it grows
Bursting to escape
And be captured
By your velvet folds
Pondering in thought
its cage Grows tight
Imagining with desire
A coolness spreads
It's crystal fluid
The only sign
Of the thoughts within
to be sitting near
To slide your hand
To make a move
To grasp my desire
To feel my delight
I would allow you access
I would not deny
I would tingle at your touch
I would cry I think with delight
So as you bath yourself
In waters warm
Think of me
a man you Excite
And stoke his desire
By just a word a smile a sparkle in your eye