

Your body, a canvas, I want to explore, My hands, like paintbrushes, yearning for more, Tracing every curve, every line, Creating art, so divine. Your breath, a rhythm, I want to hear, My lips, like music, drawing you near, Playing a melody, so sweet, As our bodies move to the beat. Your eyes, a window, I want to gaze, My soul, like a bird, caught in its haze, Flying free, without a care, Lost in the depths of your sultry stare. So let us explore, let us create, Let us dance to the rhythm of our fate, For in this moment, nothing else exists, Just you and me, lost in the sweetest of suggestive trysts.