Step in close to me
And let me fold you
Deep into my wild roving curvaceous bodaciousness
And crush our wills to dirt
Within my flexed musculature.
Enmeshed in lace and net,
And goose-bumped flesh
And the glistening sheen of hard-earned sweat,
You can fight and grapple all you want,
But against my lusty burning agility,
And my sweetly secret fragility,
You might as well surrender now.