A Mystery Guest

Whenever you enter the room I can see a beam of sunshine, You are claimed by another yet I still yearn for you to be mines, Whether I’m asleep or awake the image of you dances within my head, I lay with another but it is you that I need in my bed! My body is my home and my temple is my soul, Shelter me with thou true love and keep me warm from the cold, Only you have the power to bring forth absolute bliss, With your round lushes voluptuous lips you leave me longing for that one enhancing kiss! Can you hear me calling or do you even feel my presence? After tasting the fruits of your loins I can tell your essence, If I was to die I shall ask the Lord to grant me just one last glance, This here is our innocence we speak of but I look towards you with a heart of romance! The more I stare at you the prettier you become, I’m intoxicated with your beauty and I have long put away the rum, This trance that I’m under is it a form of witch-craft or faith? I’m dining with another but it is you again I want as my mate! I’m burning on the inside because I cannot touch what I desire, I believe this is pain is worst than hell because I would welcome the fire, I say that because I feel my world is utterly in a ball of mess, I no longer can live my life without the caressing touch of my Mystery Guest! What shall I do with one last wish …