Corsets and wide hips

There is infatuation and obsession

And I am clearly obsessed with 

everything you do

when you wear your

Corsets with your wide hips

There is no relief for these burning eyes

when the image appears before me

of laced panels and sheer stockings

that go with your garters

and your hips that knock me

to my knees

I wish there were a cure to this obsession

this malady of erotica, for you are my Venus

and I would dare touch your devine

shape as your bend your legs before me

just to touch your thighs

and taste the essence of your beauty

When I die from your touch

I beg you to lay your lips upon mine

and let me touch your face so I 

can gaze upon it for eternity

and languish in the land 

of your corsets and wide hips