Desires turn to lust,
Confessions demanding some action,
This tension pulsating through the soul,
He can feel his body heat.
You said it’s all in the mind,
But body is the route mind unleashes itself.
And more than anything,
It’s yours he wishes to touch and feel.
He smells your fragrance every moment,
Can feel you around every minute.
Every part of you is mesmerizing,
Those bright red lips are seducing to death,
The man who thought had it all,
Feels poor n novice.
It drives him mad at times,
The breath, those eyes, the touch, that smell,
He loves when you push him further,
Let those forbidden desires swell.
Fight remains the same,
As a kid he fought everybody,
Now the man fights himself for a body...