Passion on my Mind

Does she know....that I love to be with her?

To gaze at her?

To feel her delicious weight on me, to smell her intoxicating scent, to rest my fingertips lightly on her hips.

To shelter in enveloping embrace of her silky hair on my face?

To nuzzle my lips ever so slightly in the hollow of her neck?

To feel her hot moist breath on my ear?

Does she know....that the thought of her brings a flush to my cheek and an urgent needy hardened steel bulge to my jeans? Unseen to the crowd around me - but all consuming to me?

Does she know?