Eyes as blue and deep as the sea,
I feel like I’m drowning.
Your touch fills me with warm liquid and ecstasy.
The taste of your tongue is the only thing I want in my mouth.
You fit so perfectly inside me,
It will be hard to convince me our parts weren’t made for each other.
I exist because of you,
I was born to love and cater to you.
I am under your spell and I refuse to be released from it.
If there’s a God, it would be you
And I would be your faithful follower.
The Paramour 