My heart skips a beat when I catch you glancing.

I’m high on you, your mental is alluringly entrancing. 

 

Hypnotised.

 

I lose my consciousness in your world; now hooked on your being. 

Whilst pheromones run wild, you advance, begin by playfully teasing.

 

I analyse your face. 

 

Slowly you undress me before you go to third base, 

Your tongues tender touch hits the spot whilst you grab my waist.

 

As your hand moves to 6 o’clock it seems you struck gold. 

 

Then you slide it in gently (occasionally I moan) and I’m at my threshold. 

It’s time, we reach climax, you then take off my blindfold.