after being asked how could i crave the touch of a woman, i am so inspired.....

soft lips...curvatous hips
gentle mouth....moving down south....
i crave the touch of a woman.

a woman can move me to a point near tears...
a woman can free me from all of my fears.
a woman can touch me and set me on fire....
a woman's touch.....i shall never tire.

she smells of peaches, and of natural perfume...
she tastes like pure nectar, from a peach plucked too soon.
she sounds like an angel, melodious and sweet...
she looks like a masterpiece, for me a rare treat.

her fingers, her lips, know exactly the place...
that will give me life, give me hope, give me grace.
her words, her motions, leave me weak with no strenghth...
she thrills me, she chills me, makes me lose all good sense.

just imagine her body....
warm and so sweet...
gyrating in ecstasy...
a luscious treat.

she's inviting, she's alluring...
she's a goddess indeed...
she has a gift of beauty....
a gift that i need.
with one taste i was captured...
lured in by her plan,
her plan to entice me...
keep me by her hand.

asked why i crave her, and need her so...
my answer is simple...
she's good for my soul.
asked why i need her, and want her so....
my answer is simple...
i've tasted the goods... and i want more.