Turn me around and let me see
your beautiful face standing before me.
Turn me around and let me hear
sweet love tones ringing in my ear.
Turn me around and let me smell
the essence of your presence, wickedly
magical as cast by a wizard’s spell.
Turn me around and let me taste
your delicate flesh, not quickly devoured,
no never in haste.
Turn me around and let me feel
the presence of your heat on me surreal.
Turn me around and I will stay, just you
and me together all day.
Turn me around and hand me the phone,
I’ll be sick today with you alone.
I turned around at the sound of your robe
falling to the floor.
That seductive grin, that crooked finger
beckoning me forward for a little more.
I stand and listen as you say.
Last night was just a tease, now I’ll have you
my way.
So turn and turn again. Spin my soul with
heart spun gold.
For I stand in awe at the angel I behold.

rb