A different kind of love poem

It's been too long since we last met,
but not quite long enough for me to forget.
Like they way that you smile in the light.
A smile that leaves me unable to fight.
My skin so hot, your touch so cold
But opposites attract, so i'm told.
The thrill of our secret rendezvous
makes it so I can't get enough of you.
Would it really be such an awful crime
to indulge myself in you one last time?
A crime of lust, a crime of passion
I'm craving that sweet satisfaction.
The rush I get when you kiss my skin
that leaves a longing deep within.
Or the warm sensation you leave behind
That takes every care away from my mind.
So my dear razor, what do you say?
I think it's time to come out and play.