CONFESS
CONFESS
Confess it, my love, do confess
That you love me with tenderness
Confess it, dear, be loud and clear
That you are longing to be near
Confess it, dear one, please confess
All that your splendid eyes express
Confess how for my love you burn
To touch my body how you yearn!
Confess it, why don’t you confess?
You long to watch as I undress
Confess you crave my lips to taste
And plant kisses along my waist
Confess, my dear, why don’t you speak?
How in my presence you are weak
Confess of your heart’s rapid pace
Each time you look into my face
Confess, please, find the words to say
You dream of me by night and day
Confess just how you plan to win
How you’ll entice my heart to sin
Confess all, for I surely know
Your body all these things does show
Confess it, for then you might see
All your passion unleashed in me
Eileen Manassian Ghali
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