Those lustful eyes of consuming desire
Fettered urge of surging fire
Your sight exploring my feminine contours
Allowing me to play your mind’s eye until it hurts
Is the good boy in fear of freeing his beast?
As your subdued bed-snake grow larger before the feast
Riding that monster and let it feel my deepest core
That’s the kind of danger I’ve been craving for
Hang in there lover boy, take it easy
Let your lust merge with mine, keep those hands busy
I am never gentle, so don’t try to fight it
I’ll introduce you to my kind of excitement
I hope I am not killing you
For I can espy every pinch of yearn that smites you
I’ll break your dry spell when the point is right
I’ll end your agony, so let’s turn off the lights.