Masked Love

The mask you wear hides your eyes,
In your trousers there’s a big surprise.

Below your waist I cannot wait,
It would be something to celebrate.

To take you in my hand,
It’s more than I planned.

Your big hot and heavy
the thought of it makes
me heady.

I want you now.

I imagine the blood
pumping within your skin.
Spreading the wetness within
over the tip of your skin.

Your hands would no longer
remain at you side, but glide
down to my behind.

Pulling me into your embrace,
you whisper “I’m the one,” while
your hands slid under my gown
into mysteries unknown.

To love you is like a pain
In my heart, for you love
another so forever we must part.

Never to know the feel of our bodies
pressed so close, the feel of you behind
or inside me.

This want in me will never die,
but with you I will never lie.