Slow burn….quick fix

​Touch my mind move within

Imagine your breath on my naked skin

Emotional and physical needs so new

Nerve endings raw from wanting you

Should I walk, the straight, or crooked path

Will precipitate action, ruin the aftermath

Do I want you to be a fling

Or are you a finer option, my queen, to your king

Would traditional courting add enough spice

Or in the internet age would it suffice 

Instant gratification might hold sway

Could there be another way

Questioning the act of parted thighs

Until I stare into your eyes