Feeling sweet, flying high, you between caramel thighs

Latent passion, burns bright, red hot in the middle of the night

Never grappled with such emotions,  had desire with such devotion 

Thankfully,  rationality quells the ache in the waking hour, logic turns sweet sour

Forbidden thoughts tantalize, it's torment to fantasize 

Futile to take action, never to fruition comes satisfaction