The Lesbian, 2006

my touch,
it stirs her;
i whispered a promise,
you are loved...
she was my bliss,
she is a beauty.
a goddess i worship;
i, am here to excite her,
to ignite the fire in her loins;
oh, my humble hands,
my fingers, my messengers;
her body's like mine;
the fire i feel are mirrored as hers,
am a woman like her;
how cruel that i fail to satisfy her like a man;
my passion, my passion,
will it suffice?
will she seek a man's embrace?
cruel a thought,
but now, she is mine;
my lips will tell her of my love;
i thirst,
my tongue...
her body spasmed with so much joy.
i know how to claim her, like clockwork,
her body, like mine;
i whispered my promise as climax took her;
ah... then she is mine.