Am I to be trusted,
If I say unto that
You are beautiful,
Without seeing you
More than your physical self?

Is desiring you by your
Beauty alone, a wrong;
Lusting after, over you,
As child would longfully
Stare at strangers ice cream;
Wanting, tasting, knowing it's
Sweetness without it touching
His lips or caressing his tongue?

Would it be so wrong of me
To capture your imagine in
My mind, undressing you, seeing
You naked in my mind, to pleasure
Myself later, while alone, wishing to
Hear your voice, completing and
Fulfilling a fantasy?

Am I so wrong to want
You in such manner that
My desire brings forth a
Blush to my own cheeks;
To lay to words to paper
That should have stayed
Hidden in my mind?
That is what your beauty has
Done to me; released and
Set free, my thoughts, and
Passions of a man.