In itself

In the soft caresses grows need
That shocks and awes
All who see

In every curve its beauty
That caresses and coax
Doing just its duty

In every movement it seduces
It allures and draws
Faith and love it abuses

In every gaze is lust
It surrounds and drowns
Betraying all trust

In its sweetness grows desire
That oozes and tempts
From your luscious crimson lips