I can tell he wants me for my intellect and soul
And last my body to hold
He cherishes my words and banter
In love with the way I view the world
Appreciates every flaw in my face
Turned on by my poise, how I walk with such grace
The tunes of my vocal
To the fragrance on my wrists
My lips against his, brings him great bliss
Pointed toes and painted nails
The way my pants hug my curves, oh so well
Excited by the bend in my smile
The essence by my phrases uttered, brings arousal
Astounded by the way I think and how I love
My patience; the tightness of my hug
My laugh, my playful personality
Speechless at my frustrated brow
And wrinkled nose when angered
Blown away by my struggles
Enraged when I cry
Loves my hair whether bun’d or tied
The length of neck brings him great pleasure
Prudent that between my thighs lay great treasures
In my heart is where he wants to be
Yearns to be forever beside me
Waiting for impenetrable teeth, to release stories untold
Anxious at the reason my arms do fold
My spirit lures him
My mind invites him
My soul he wants to touch
My body he wants to know
I want him because he wants me
For my mind, body and soul
