Do I love you or is it just lust,
what emotion can you really trust?
Alluring you is, I am like a bird to a flower,
driven by instinct or some natural power.
To feed on your company and watch you from day to day,
hoping you will talk to me or just give me a glancing sway.
A name meaning of love and all the happiness that comes to its head,
and me never thinking you would give me a second glance even if I were dead.
So tell me how did I rate to have you turn an eye of attraction to grant me this delight,
a gift so cherished I would hold it with all my might.
You let me in once, opened the doors of desire and passion,
I hope I did well and surprised you with my fashion.
You said you would come to me another time and maybe another place,
lover I am just happy to be in your grace.
Take from me whatever pleasure you may desire,
for as your body are close to mine you set me on fire.
These words some day I hope you will see,
and thanks for loving an outspoken person like me.
I will be gentle or rough what ever you want,
for your touch now is my waking haunt.
I hunger for your touch and await your words to start,
but know now with your words and your touch you have my heart.
