To what do I owe this feeling?
Whom do I appreciate?
A gentle whisper of words so delicate
They could break the very souls of men
One touch of your heart
One glimpse into your eyes
I fear that I have become infected
By nothing more than a pure thought
Be it as it may
This thought…
Has awakened my very being
I want to feel you
I need to be captivated
Immersed in passion
Bring yourself into me
Seduction is no longer a game
It seems that I have brought about a silence
A mere thought
Waits patiently
Only now for exploration
