Wild Passion

Kiss me, hug me 

Tell me things 

I'd like to hear 

Wild wild passion 

Trace my anatomy

Stop at the jugs

Move to the navel

Wild wild passion

Work your tongue 

Down the path 

Of the perfect Vee

Wild wild passion 

What is reason?

What is fear?

my woman throbs, aches, and yearns 

Wild wild passion 

Make me moan 

Make me scream 

Make me say that all is fair 

Wild wild passion 

Awake I lay 

The fire quelled 

A foetal mass 

You are a foe and not a friend 

My wild wild passion