T. Asks: br br How can you say you're shy br When things you've said to me br Bring pink and make me sigh br And make me long to be...... br Close to you? br br How can you say you're shy br While hands around my waist br Tell me that by and by br But without undue haste br You will be closer? br br How can you say you're shy br With purpose in your eyes br Demand I give you my br Heart and that it is wise br To be closest to you? br br M. Answers: br br I say I am shy, because it is true br but I overcome it, looking at you. br If I make you sigh and the colour goes pink br I may visit and wait, at the gate, near the brink. br br I think shy takes on meaning not normally known br it's the heart and the fondness that's rapidly grown, br overcoming all hurdles I shall wait for your YES br then, with tremulous fingers I shall help you undress. br br As my hands now encircle your shivering waist br there is lust in our bodies and a natural haste. br You can feel him expand with his purposeful urge br as your dewdrops increase, a small sign will emerge. br br I come closer yet, feeling as our fingers now meet br with no shyness at all and a palpable heat, br and two bodies entangle, as he enters the cave br sloppy kisses for lovers in the land of the brave. br br I do love your small poem and I'm waiting for more br Would you lend me your heart, love, I've something to store. br May I stay where I've travelled in the depth of your self br from a minute past midnight until quarter to twelve? br br We could move with distinction, by withdrawing but just br and then slowly and sweetly glide inside, to your lust.