i can't help myself

i want you and no body else... (other than kelly, my beautiful and amazing wife) i want my own personal jezebel. oh she is so sexy, such clean lines, such celestial styling, the dulcet tones that come from your throat... these things make me feel something unexpressable in the lower abdomen. (wink, wink) if i were as talented with words as some of my friends and collegues then i would write a poem to my 2nd most endearing desire. instead i am left sitting, waiting, wishing....

soon my dear, soon...