Touching You

Between my thighs
Are calling you
When you rise
You'll be thinking of me, true

My words touch you
Makes you stand at attention
Making you feel warm inside
Bringing you to pre excretion

With every word
You are swelling
How far you are aroused
There is no telling

When you read my poems
My image is at the fore front
You slowly develop a longing
For my essence you will hunt

You wish I was there with you
Lying naked in your bed
Whispering naughty things in your ear
While you are kissing down my leg

Teasing me with your head
Kissing no Frenching me
As I whisper my erotic poems to you
You make love to me