Dare I Say The ‘V’ Word?

"An erotic Valentine's poem."

Temptation you bring to me,
And taunt and tease the depth of my libido.
Is it a twist of fate or the lure of your erotic power?

I, captured; Oh conquered,
Completely enchanted by your titillating flesh,
Surrendered to the erotic weapons you have brought to bear.

Now the master of my lust,
The scent of carnal pleasures, your seduction.
I seek your face, the kiss of your lips, the drip of your honey.

My soul you surely raptured,
Devouring my chastity, unleashing my desires.
Impassioned, I languish helpless in your bewitching allure.

Dare I say it, the ‘V’ word,
Buried ‘tween creamy thighs, in nectared honey,
Spellbound to the fruit seductive, warm, juicy and fragrant?

My passion, in total adulation,
I swear my allegiance to your tits, ass and pussy.
Throbbing with arousal, dare I say the ‘V’ word? My Valentine.