Don't You Know?

Claiming you are 'just a guy'
who wishes to help me out;
You say you cannot understand
why 'someone like me' cares...
A 'knowledgable woman in intimacies'
next to 'a dip of vanilla' you claim.

Maybe I prefer vanilla.
Maybe all those 'knowledges'
have run their course for what they were
a diversion to discover what I want
and to say I know the difference
when I'm snuggled near your heart.

Haven't you read my eyes, man?
Haven't you felt my kisses?
Have not you felt the flames ignite,
dancing a fiery tune upon your skin?
Do you truly not comprehend
this fire can consume?

Have you noticed the thumping from my heart
as you crush me to your chest?
Skin against skin, tangled limbs
tangled emotions, breathing you in
Reveling in the essence that's you
man, don't you understand?

When you're gone, your scent still lingers
left upon my pillow;
I clutch that softness as I dream
and remember that you're real.
I recall your strong embrace,
your penetrating, searching gaze.

I remember how you kissed me tenderly
how that tenderness flared into passion...
of how I gave up my pulse to you
and gave to you your fill;
the softness your eyes took on
as you held me closely, quivering.

Touching me, and so surprised
you came away with wetness,
gasping, sighing, drawing you close
nuzzling into your hollows.
Can't you understand it yet?
My dear, you play with fire.

Holding my hand, you guide it downward
asking me to touch you...
(could it be, you finally asked me for something?)
Surprised and pleased you asked of me
eyes aflame, I carress you, shuddering
(he asked! he truly asked for my touch!)

Enter and douse this scorching fire
though burning embers linger...
a piece of me you have to hold
my heart forever trembles;
I know there's something more at play
than simple chemistry here.

You dislike tears, as mine slide free
they fill me with such wonder;
Not regret or sorrow, but blissfulness
our connection strongly pulling
We both know it's useless to fight it
Fill me with your powers.