If she only knew of all the times,

I've read what she has written,

She would soon realize,

How badly I am smitten.

If she only knew that when I read,

I put myself in her lover's place;

And it's not him but me moaning,

When she sits upon his face.

If she only knew that the fondest thing,

When I read and fantasize,

Is to dwell in the sweet softness,

Between her delicious thighs.

If she only knew how much her words,

Set my soul and my heart on fire,

I'd worship every part of her body,

And my tongue would never tire.

If she only knew her orgasms would be endless,

And complete satisfaction hers alone,

My member would be hers to use,

And it would remain hard as stone.

If she only knew in all things sexual,

I would be totally committed,

And never would I find release,

Unless from her it was permitted.

If she only knew that I would drink,

Her fluids and juices not by force,

But willingly and at her command,

And directly from the source.

If she only knew that the very thought,

Of hearing her pleasurable moan,

Would make me beg to be her slave,

And her sexual slave alone.

If She Only Knew......