You pose
naked in the dark, dressed to kill,
and your
body like an hour glass enchants me.
My eyes
burn with erotic visions,
and my
body is driven by a will beyond its control.
I will
steal you from yourself,
the one
that puts me under a spell.
And play
the game of romance with you,
under
the shadows of the moon light.
For I am
drunk with passion,
and
crazy in love.
In my
arms, I will hold you like a golden harp,
and I’ll
play you through the night till dawn.
I will
caress your body with sensual dexterity,
please
you, tease you and then seal it with a kiss.
Your
moan will be, but like music to the night,
and
we’ll dance to the rhythm of your song.
As the
power of love fulfills our hidden fantasies,
the
night feels less normal and more divine.
This
pleasure leaves us in total ecstasy,
and I
release my passion, they are now yours to keep.
The
mysteries of the night, the walls our silent witness,
are
secrets they themselves cannot, but keep.
By Dr O. Franklin



