The only aphrodesiac 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
 In all It`s 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 Godiva couldn`t recreate

 Needing every atom of Your anatomy
 Necessity is placed upon me
 Knowing You`re the source of my serendipity
 Dipping in and out of me
 Stroking more than my conciousness

 Subconciously, I find myself rewinding
 Our love-scenes in my day-dreams
 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 back-draft
 And all I want You to do
 Is extinguish it

 You know my body like the back of Your hands
 That touch me and send me into e
 My thighs quiver in anticipation
 Of deep penetration
 Which gets me high

 Body rising
 Sweating, panting
 Makeup melting
 Pulling my hair and
 Scratching my back

 I get a temporary case of Tourette`s
 Because all I can say
 Are four-letter words
 In a four-octave range

 Screaming Your name

 Spanish:
 Aye papi...eres tan grande y tan duro
 y me lo das tan bueno
 tu eres un pecado mortal
 do he lo otra vez

 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 stilettos
 Again

 And You pry apart my thighs
 And tell me to be still
 And I willing 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 conquered this once
 Orgasmic-less world
 And multiplied it
 Again and again

 And my face radiates with after-glow
 My pillows scented by You
 fragrance that 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
 And Your genetic history

 You [bad word] me makes me bilingual

 .... I see you.