My hands shake
With pure anticipation
And sweat
As I dare open the window
To view the heavenly dream
Bearing the beauty
of your face.

I envy the lips
that dare think
Of kissing
The sweet tenderness
Of yours.

You
Embraced withing my arms
Is this mental image
I possess
As I savor the taste
Of nectars coating
The sensuousness of your
Divine lips.

To listen to your love craving
whispers
In heated nights of passion
Is what my ears
Were destine for.

To obey your every wish
are my commands
To praise you, as a Goddess
Whose pleasures
To be full filled
Are my sole purpose in life.

To grovel at your feet
Eternally
As the love slave
You have chosen
To accomplish all your desires
Is what I wish to be.


By: D'Artagnan
William Bonilla
11/26/06