A Lover of My Own

I want a lover of my own,
A man who is honest, not lie like he does at home.
A man who is passionate tactile and sincere,
Somebody to hold me close and love the feeling of being near.
I want to feel my lovers touch,
Really I don't think it's asking too much.
I want to be kissed from my lips to my toes,
His hands caressing my body as he goes.
His hand would wander down resting upon my chest,
Hot lips would follow and open teasing my breast.
This phantom man makes my body quiver,
Already my juices gather like a pent up river!!
Will I find him, I honestly don't know,
But in my mind I feel the passion he would show.
We would meet maybe once or twice a week,
To be together and our mutual pleasure we would seek.
Knowing how he reacts to my every touch,
Its a wonderful feeling and turns me on so much.
So please lady fates be kind and push him my way,
I hope its soon for I can't wait for that day.