Everywhere i look,
Everything i see,
Is an act of sexual subtlety.
Raging hormones send perverse messages,
Leaving no time for the last,
And all the time for the next.
Emotions running high,
Silent messages growing stronger,
Familiar innuendoes are what brings us close together.
I'll strike your match if you strike mine.
We'll sleep together,
And everything will be just fine.
Lily Espinosa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-desire-4/
