From the center of my core are feelings
that I can no longer ignore.
At first I thought it was butterflies,
but that’s not where my true feelings lie.
See it’s the lusting of your flesh
that had my mind in a mess.
Late nights of centered aches
keeps me wanting and awake.
I can only image the taste of your mocha skin
while dreaming of us drowning in sin.
Our centers meet as our bodies intertwine,
creating memories that are far too divine.
Let’s join and watch our souls dance,
and stare at one another while in a passionate trance.
So leave out your heart, give me your body and soul.
And delve into sensations we both never known.
Image: by Maria Amaral