“Servant of Fahrenheit”
Your touch has me on overload
One more and I may explode!
Another sensual episode abounds.
Touch me again,
I don’t wanna feel the ground.
Turn up the music
As I watch your body use it.
Your gyrations infuse it
And animation proves that
I’m your servant of Fahrenheit.
Never was there a fairer site
Your body seducing the air of night.
A tingling in my veins, I’m terrified.
Truth is I’ll never be the same.
A slave to the game,
A hunger left hovering,
I need your hands all over me.
This addiction is sobering.
Live this life without regrets
And let our body’s tell our secrets.
Ignore inhibitions and social presets.
We’ll never again be this young
So live it up and have some fun
And caress me with your tongue!
By Tenorman
© 2011 Tenorman
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