Inescapable from the forceful arms of dreams, br I fall ecstatically on soft silk sheets, br My heart is pounding wildly br Thinking of her gorgeous body br Relenting to my pursuit, br Becoming one with my desire. br br There is nothing light or shallow br In my fantasy to entwine my fingers in her hair, br To breathe her every feminine scent, br To possess her completely, br To kiss her lips and then dissolve br Into her soul. br br I am captivated by her throat, br That delicious throat that I have seen br Wrapped in fashionable scarves br Or displaying the most hypnotic necklaces, br A throat designed for a master sculptor to sculpt br And then preserve majestically in the Louvre, br A throat for gods to touch, br And for a humble man to worship. br br I cannot be released from devouring thoughts br Of her spellbinding loveliness; br I could walk frozen wintry streets br Shivering like a naked man, br But my heart and mind would glow br With the eternally burning embers br Of this ceaseless obsession.