Mental telepothy, massaging your mind...Pin pointing every nerve, mentally entwined... Feeling your pulse, in the palms of my hands... Looking deep into your soul, so you know just who I am... Whispering in your ear, the things you need to hear... Fingers grace your skin, so you know I'm right here...  Open your mind to me, allow orgasmic pleasures... Allow it to over flow, this type of love we can't measure...  It's a one of a kind thing, leave you chasing for more... Exstacy on the cieling, way above the floor... Our minds will dance circles, around the rest of the world... Making your eyes do a roll, and cramping toe curls... Feeling the things, that a woman should... In my hands I feel your hunger, well I'm your food... Nurishment to the soul, and heart as well...  Using every sense, taste, sight, touch, hearing and smell... To take your mind places, people only read on... Show you that I'm a man, know where I'm coming from... FAst asleep you fall, because your body accpeted me... And I stared into your gateway, my mental telepothy..