The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice 
Hearing you speak my name 
Beckoning me to answer 
Telling me you want me 
So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love 

Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us 
Tracing your shadowscape 
Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and 
All its divinity and I praise you 
Because all of that is for me 

I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies 
Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts 
Dripping down my chin 
Your taste is something that I ever couldn't re-create 

Needing every atom of your anatomy 
Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity 
Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciesness 
Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes 
In my daydreams 
Seeing that face you make when you're making me [bad word] 
And it makes me want you right there and then 

Thinking of you in inappropriate places I get 
Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and your hard place 

As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spot turns to a backdraft and all I want you to do is extinguish it 
You know my body like the back of your hands 
And touch me and send me into ecstacy 

My thighs quiver in anticipation of deep penetration which gets me high 
Body rising 
Sweating 
Panting 
Make-up melting 
Pulling my hair and 
Scratching my back 
I get a temporary case of tourettes because all I can say are four letter words in a four octave-range screaming your name 

[Spanish] 

You [bad word] me makes me bilingual 

I see your tongue pink between your lips and I want it between mine 
And I [bad word] 
As you lick torturing me 
I try to get away but 
Not really  [bad word] out of room begging for more up against the wall that has been scuffed by my stilletos 
Again 
You pry apart my thighs and tell me to be still 
And I willingly submit to you because I love the way you dominate me 
Demanding that I [bad word] for you so I do as I'm told 

You've molded me so I'm good to no-one else but you 
You've conquered this once orgasmicless world and multiplied it 
Again and 
Again 

My face radiates with after-glow 
My pillow scented by you 
fragrance which haunts me 
My room smells of the best  
I 
Covered in body prints and finger prints and you above me 
Your name written indelibly upon my body in your genetic history 

You [bad word] me makes me bilingual