Apollo My World

What must I do to keep you!!
My world my life my love
After years of dormancy
Bringing the animal out in me
From my forced hibernation exuding
This wild being devouring me!
My bad boy was he,
and I, his naughty girl I'd be,
Dear lord insatiably were we
Morn noon and night, touch kiss me
And I'd kiss he, taking his breath away!   
My mind belonged not to me!
There was nought much ado about, he
Strait for the jugular went, he
Dumfounded the things he did
Experienced no, no siree
A masters class at loving was he
Bringing the animal out in me!
And in unison I moved with, he
No thoughts.
Just feelings permeating through me
I'd be in his own world;
My world, meaningless to me!
Imperative it was that I'd love, he
And indeed with my mind, I loved him
My body belonged to, he!
But was I enough!
As he brought out this wantonness,
this need in me;
Silently becoming for days
Saying nought just watching me!
My every, move his eyes following
Hunger in his eyes I can see
I could not fathom, he...
Then coming back, with kiss touch me!
Twice he needed not, ask for I was hungry as he
And all over again I'd dance to his tune
His music hypnotising me
As I undulated, inadvertently for all to see
my naughty boy was he...
A great maestro was he, at conducting me!
Gazing into his eyes, I loved, he
He knew how to play inexperienced, me
Until he had me screaming for more,
Insatiably was he!
And I loved him all over again assiduously
I love you Ischia, he'd say to me
And Ischia loved him too
With her mind her, body belonged not to, she
She could not abide, his silences
Bugger all saying for days...
Feeling low was she all-day weeping
What's the matter with you!
Remonstrating annoyingly...
There was no getting to him,
I love you!
Speak to me...
But in a world of his own, he'd be
A silent world!
Just watching unnerving me...
Psychologically breaking me...
He, my lover, my god my religion
Mixed into one...
The possibility that my religion he'd be
For I adored, he!
But I being me, I'd have none of it...
In uncertain terms, saying enough's enough 
I've had it, cannot stand the silences,
It's killing me!
I love you!
But locked in a world of his own, he seemed to me
In, not letting me!
Impossible, the more I tried getting to, he 
The more stubborn he became,
I could get nothing out of, he
Then saying, I love you Ischia!
And she loved, him
But Ischia so tired of being just his,
to command...
She needed much more interaction from, he
Mentally he seemed fatigued
having nothing to give
Except for his body, touch me kiss me!
A hunger for love had he...
And I loved him with all of me...