Built From My Heart

The Five Senses

I want to be
The first thing you see
Before I blind fold you
And the last thing you taste
Before you lay down to sleep
My moan to be
The sound
That rings in your head
Our bodies
To be the last thing you touch
Sending chills down your spine
And the fragrance of our love the last thing you smell
That's what I call taking control
Sexually stimulating you
Making you use
Your five senses