Do I still

Do I still make you feel; Just like our first time,

Do I still touch you softly; With you take my time,

Cherish your body; Caressing every curve,

Kiss on you with passion; Control all your nerves,

Relaxing you so; While I set the mood,

Making you feel sexy; As I make my first move,

Tasting you gently; Savoring it all,

Have your eyes rolling back; The bedding you claw,

Anticipating much more; In your mind you beg,

The thrill of me rendering you; Entering deep between your legs,

From each poem that you read; Text message I ever wrote,

What we said we both desired; Did I take note,

Fill you with lust; Taking you to uncharted land,

Weak in my strong hands; Melting over my erection,

Sweating as we moved; Switching up different positions,

Give you what you wanted; Serve the need for what you'd been missing,

Exploding again and again; Blowing you out the frame,

Having you speechless; Hardly remembering your name,

Do I still feel the same; From the very first time,

You gave me your body; You receiving mine,

Do your nipples get hard; Put a curl in your toes,

Leaving you yearning for more; As I make love to your soul...