I Remember

Often my love I sit and reflect on the time when I was scared to touch you. I remember how I searched so hard to find those right words to say " I love you." I remember those nights when I could not close my eyes without seeing your beautiful face. I remember those days when I would catch myself softly whispering your name. And I remember the day when you finally knew, that the man I wanted, the man I dreamed of, the man I loved was you.

Sensuous Woman

My kiss is chilling, my caress ice cold, I'm the one woman every man yearns to hold. I don't know what it is my good looks or my charms, that sends all these men rushing in my arms. I can pass them on the street giving them a glance and they follow me home offering romance. Many times I ask myself is this truly for real? Can one human being possess so much sex appeal. I don't know if what I do is right sharing my bed with a different man every night. I don't know if it is a curse or a blessing in desguise, for many of these men have wifes. They come to me with their erotic dreams and sexual fantasies, and in my bed I transform them into passionate reality. Now I'm certainly not a whore, I'm just a lover of men no less no more.