Sensual Passion Poem by oio ZIGA

I am but a mortal man,
Unable to fathom the depths of a woman's soul.
Her passions run deep,
Like oceans uncharted and unknown.

But I long to dive in,
To immerse myself in the mysteries of her sensual desire.
To feel the heat of her passion,
To bask in the glow of her fire.

For a woman's body is a temple,
A sacred and holy place.
And to be welcomed into it,
Is a gift I am eager to embrace.

So I stand at the edge,
And I take a deep breath.
I close my eyes and I leap,
Into the depths of her sensual passion,
Where I am lost,
But also found.