I.
He highlights my sweetness—
my heart’s contented being,
my every wish waiting to be received.
He lifts me up,
drinks me down.
Deliberate, He reminds me: I am His,
and with Him,
I can be me.

II.
Danger smile.
Eyes on fire.
His forehead tips forward—
I know I’m in for it.
Flirting takes on new meaning,
no limit to His creative energy.
I become a mess of untied,
unraveling for Him.

III.
Stop—
my curiosity tantalizes,
a dare.
I shouldn’t dare.
And yet, reward comes swift.
He inspires my mind in every way—
unbearable in the best sense.
I can’t help but submit
to His every wish.

Like I had a choice…
He says I do.
I can fight Him—
or get on with it.
And I know I must.

Hot is smacking up against His will for me—
my own being unimaginative in comparison.
Inspiration spurs me forward,
or I’ll burn up
in the heat of His
tempt and make.

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