Fervent Secret

I'm starving from just the sight of you.

Watching you sleep
Is a secret I'll keep,
With my hungry eyes
Sizing up your thighs.

I'll paint with fingertips
Over your provocative lips,
Then my hands will trace
The angles of your face.

I'll breathe you in,
Relishing your skin,
Savoring the splendor
Intrinsic in your gender.

Then I'll slip undercover,
Where you will discover
My body leaving imprints
Teeming fervently with hints.