You kiss me hello so deeply
with promises of pure delight.
I melt into your arms.
I don't put up a fight.

I pull off your t-shirt.
I slide my fingers through your thick, wavy hair.
I slide down the zipper of your jeans.
Then, pulling them off you, I throw them to a chair.

My passion-filled eyes
behold the proof of your passion.
I stroke and caress you
in an erotic and sensual fashion.

You undress me, too,
in a mind blowing way.
You smile and softly whisper,
"Have you been naughty today?"

I smile at the game that we play.
I pretend that I was, you pretend you are shocked.
It's afterwards that we finally discover
that the front door wasn't locked.