Crept into thoughts
Misusing my invitation
I spotted your presence in the darkness
where imagination bleeds into reality
and the mind is fickle

Though I sang blessed mercy to cover me
still the rain poisons
seeping fervently into my pores
icing my spine to near break

Tantalized by your intentions
I tremble and I ache
Subdued not by your towering form
but imprisoned by your genuine character
and the sentiments that croon from your commanding voice

Captivated by the moments
In desperation for hours
A fool you make of me
to distress my heart
and stifle my sexual appetite