Do you know what you do to me Sir?

Do you?

Do you know what a mess I am

Because of you?

This calm, controlled, strong and powerful woman

Reduced to a quivering, dripping mess

At the sound of your voice.

Shaking, unsure, spinning out of control

From a graze of your finger tips.

Suddenly so self aware and self concious

Blushing and uncomfortable

When your gaze settles on me.

Do you know what a mess I am

Because of you?

I am the huntress turned prey

Once a knight in shining armor

Now the damsel

Because of you.

Stumbling and stuttering

When you devour me with those eyes.

I loose my breath, my thoughts, my cool

When you taste my lips.

I come undone, melt into you

Begging, pleading for you.

Please Sir, do you know what I need

From only you?

Do you Sir?

Do you know what you do to me Sir?

You make me need you

And only you Sir.