You interest me my dear,
I cannot help but hear,
Every little word you say,
Each small step you lay.
You let me close, I breathe your air,
Driving me to sweet despair,
As I taste what I cannot reach,
I wish to bite you, little peach.
Suck the sweetness of your lips,
Feel the soft around your hips,
Enjoy the moment of us laid bare,
Feeling pleasure everywhere.
Alas I do not know such pleasure,
I might try, but could not measure,
For such a time is hard to find,
Such a time would blind my mind.