"Thoughts while watching a woman near the cusp of maturity"

New sonnet for early December.

Thoughts while watching a woman near the cusp of maturity

She radiates innate, intense, and yet
untapped potential sexuality -
unbridled confidence with needs unmet,
(and likely still unrealized); to see
it blossom, be the agency which first
releases floods of physical entrance-
ment and emotional reactions - burst
of ecstasy as she invokes the dance
of her acceptance, chants which cross the bound-
daries of language, surely recognized
as universal; that would grasp the crowned
exultance of my maleness, and the prized
infusion of my self in her, a role
in which I would emplace my seed and soul.