Tell me what I'd have to change.
Who would I have to be
To slip into your arms;
for you to make sweet love to me.
Must I climb the highest cliff;
swim along the ocean floor
Crawl over broken glass -
would you demand that I do more?
Could you take me as I am,
with my issues and my flaws
pull me to your chest without a
hesitation or a pause?
Slide your hungry tongue
between my parted lips,
Run your anxious fingers
along my quivering hips,
Wrap me in your passion,
expose your every need.
Press your steamy lips to mine,
every secret freed.
Sprinkle your tears across my cheek,
confess every desire
Moan my name, call me yours,
and set my soul on fire.
Need me more with every breath
that slips into your chest,
Please me nightly, miss me daily,
Never...