You don't have to ask of me,
You need not say a word,
Whilst holding you so tenderly
Your thoughts I clearly heard,

The movement of your body's sway,
That look within your eyes,
Which begged my hands, to gently stray,
Between your silk, soft thighs,

I'll take you when, your sweet desire,
is uttered, with a cry,
And take you even higher,
as the hours trickle by.


Because as long as love does live,
Your pleasure is my task,
For I have everything to give,
You'll never need to ask.

Laurie hill

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ask-of-me/