Featherlight touches across oiled skin
Candlelight, conversation and love songs
Sexy come-on’s and come-hither games
The give and take society demands
Lovers play to get ahead
One with the other and both together
Do ‘naught but raise my ire and temper

It is not a crooning country song
Nor hyped up rap with a solid bass beat
And it is certainly not the thought of sliding
Between cold expensive satin sheets
These things will only irritate me
Use these to catch another’s eye

Deep into this woman’s soul
A primal energy dwells
Something dark, not evil
Yearns for more than pretty words
Diamond rings or tall good looks
The need is great the call is fierce

Where then is the one to give
What this one needs to live, to breathe, to let go
Where is the blackness to my dark
The one who needs what I can give
The one who gives what ‘ere I crave
Am I the only one

The only one who shuns those
Perceived as weak and unworthy
The only one who starves for the strong hand
The piercing eye and the knowing smile
Of the one who sees who I am,
What I am

This is my normal, it is how I’m made
It is the core of me, the essence of the woman inside
My body shivers, my hands contract
At the thought of your hard contact
The brush of your hand at my throat
Cause places not mentionable to coat

Find me then, I know you’re there
I just can’t find you anywhere
We are the same, you and I
Some day I hope that you will see
That I am for you as normal as you are for me