You are not lostThe shadow manOf glorious spiritPassion flowingWords like velvetDesires felt not on skinBy heart beatsPounding insideWhere nobody seesBut you
If I may add...
i secretly watch
that thing she does with my words
as they touch her skin
bold passion enters
her dark desires driven forth
her heartbeat racing
she knows i'm watching
and this drives her past the edge
her fountain overflows
Lovely, Susan.