Dante's Wand

What is it about you
About the things you do
Holds my imagination
Holds my attention
That traps the eye
I’m asking why

Is it silken skin
The steel within
Is it your shape
The way you drape
The love you make
That I can’t slake

Is it the taste
That I’d not waste
Is it the heat
When our eyes meet
The slick hard lust
The measured thrust

What is it that I need to feel
To hold the ethereal
Close my eyes and savour
That which we devour
Whatever it is you do
I know that I want you