The Tasteul, The Sinful

Starting from between my toes and climbing ever higher,
  Is the feeling and the feel of your breath upon my skin;
You hair, your lips, your golden eyes, that shine as bright as fire,
  And there the fire marks the lust, the loving shall begin.
Close your eyes, my darling love, and soon shall I close mine,
  For when the moment comes to pass I'll whisper out your name;
Moments are forever wrought on us by the divine,
  And every second spent with you, no two will be the same.
  Now as I taste the nectar that has come from your desire,
    Place your lips deep into mine to seal it with a kiss;
  Higher, screams my want, my need, my passion shan't expire,
    And forever now shall always be the time that we won't miss.
  So now my hand caresses yours, and always with a smile,
  I'll kiss your lips and call you mine, not now nor for a while.