Letter To A Distant Lover

You set my loins on fire every time I think of you.
I know I shouldn’t feel this way about you, but I do.
I imagine your lips on mine and it melts me so.
But not as much as when it’s all over me, as you well know.

I imagine your hands caressing my breast,
And sweetheart, that feeling is one of the best.
The way you circle them with your fingertips,
Brings extreme pleasure to my taut nips.

Then, up and down my body, your hands start to roam
This surely helps to bring me closer to ‘home’.
I feel myself tremble in anticipation of things to come,
As into my mouth, I take your thumb.

The feeling of ecstasy you bring to me cannot be compared.
With you, I don’t think I’m ever prepared.
Each time you make love to me, it’s never the same.
You make me believe pleasing me is your only aim.

Oh, Darling, I hope that soon we can meet again,
When once more, you’d send me insane.
My first instinct when we meet is to drop my dress
To receive all your kisses and your loving caress.

So Baby, please say you’ll be mine very soon,
Come to me and together we’ll soar to the moon.
I guarantee you the pleasure won’t be all mine,
As on each other, we begin to dine.


4th Feb., 2003