The incredible feel of his skin.
The touch of his breath upon me.
I am filled with such sweet sublime
and it engorges me with such pleasurable agony.

He is like a drug to which I am addicted.
A sweet release from everyday want and desire.
A fire inside of my soul.
Such an erotic, sensual, sexual vampire.

I arouse myself with reminders of his passion.
I seethe with a high intensity burning.
Just to think of his touch, his mouth, his embrace..
fills me with such an incredible yearning.

I burn for his touch to set me flying free.
I smoulder with an unquenchable aching need.
I tremble at every stroke of his fingertips.
I want him with such consuming greed.

When at last, we lie repleted, languorous,
sighing, and completed..I smile.
I will not ask for more than he just gave me.
Well, at least not for a little while..