The thought of you Causes my temperature to rise. At the sight of you I perspire With explosive eruptions of fervor I desire immediate fulfillment.
Wanting you will not suffice My need for you is animalistic. Erotic heat pumps through the veins My heart palpitates to an unknown beat Exotic thoughts become my reality.
Your sex appeal… Is a form of insanity---My mind is overtaken by thoughts of you. Your essence… Is a form of hypnosis---My heart is spellbound by your beauty. Your aurora… Is a form of ecstasy---My body exceeds orgasmic bliss at the sight of you.
An aphrodisiac of passion A potency of euphoria A lustful undertone of sexual tension.
Your sex appeal…”Is Appealing.”
-Allison E Pattion