She Turns Me On

Her words are too naked,
too telling, too open.

She makes me feel deeply;
I wrap it all up and send in out with the dry cleaning.

I hire a crew to repaper the walls,
repaint the kitchen and spackle the halls.

It's like a make over
made over and over each time that we talk.

And her voice, the potential ungrounding!
The loss in the market, the bed it could squawk!

And her wisdom, to know me so well,
I swear she makes heaven of everything hell.

I dream of her sultry and speaking in tongues,
and all this she whispers at the top of her lungs.

"I want you; I'm coming to get in your mind.
I'll take you full frontal and then from behind."

Perplexing and rattled, she stares at my face,
and fills up my time with all of her space.

I just want to know her and what makes her tick,
Urantia, patchouli, and cloud banking trick.

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