To look at you makes my heart pound

sweat to trickle down my neck, warming my body in the cool of the day

I find myself stealing glances at you

but you simply laugh at me... A foolish man to have such desires as I imagine

o yes imagine a night of unrestrained passion... Eyes get misty, knees like

water

but I must hold my desires in poetry, maintain the image while you long to be

taken... Held tight....

shaking the the ground beneath your feet.... Subtle fire.....