-When I smell that unforgettable scent of “Love†incense burning in the air as I step through the bedroom door…I submit and tap to her assault on my senses.
-When I see her candle lit reflection flicker, I feel accosted from her sweet polite silhouette so I submit and tap to her assault on my senses.
-When we embrace in a wooful clinch that transcends past any illicit act of desire or fantasy our lips intertwine, then I submit and tap to her assault on my senses.
-When we taste one another’s passion and emotions simultaneously it’s then that I submit and tap to her assault on my senses.
-When I hear her moan that, “Oh Papi†moan and then the bed bangs while she’s climaxing angrily on top of me.
-It is then
-I submit
-And tap
-To her assault on my senses.