Without a touch I feel you
Igniting my imagination
With the intangible
Looking at me that way
Igniting my imagination
With the intangible
Looking at me that way
Eating me up
Keeping it up
A visual screw
Feeding my imagination
Wanting like you
Coming back for more
I’m your whore
Taking my imagination
Though I wear a suit
And sensible shoes
I meet you
unlaced
Releasing my imagination
Monotonous discussion
Disloyal to my thoughts
Lukewarm words hide
Heated acts
Patience
Delay
Reward
Celebration
Is yours, I imagine
Cold solace for Heated acts
Wait
On its way
That final release
My lips wet from your tongue
You surround me
Disrobe the ordinary
Blushing skin
Naked and alive
The sweeter you talk
The dirtier I feel
Sugarcoat me
Here
Bringing to reality
Heated acts
Satisfying my imagination