My heart began racing
It seems very bracing
To struggle with lust
To ride rough shod on trust
I am in the throes of intrigue
My hormones intercede
We send texts and pictures
Me with no knickers
You looking manly
A sex toting dandy
Our words spell flirtation
Serial comment and conversation
Sex on our minds
Actions that harmonise
We play as we chat
Send pictures, that
Advance our lust
Till both of us must
Release and sigh.