Verbal Foreplay, Pt. 1

I am not concerned about the size
of your hips;
Let me hear the words that flow
from your beautiful lips.
All I ask is for your time and
undivided attention;
I hope you’ll give me a chance to talk,
Without any resistance
or apprehension.

You see sweetheart, this is not a
bold attempt
To get into your pants;
I'm not interested in whether or not
you can dirty dance.

I hope you will excuse some of the
analogies I use,
For I mean no disrespect;
With the tools I use,
I don’t want to lose,
The expression of your intellect.

Don’t get lost in the flow
of my words,
I’m not trying to reminisce about
the bees and the birds.

My intention is to gently open
your mind,
And gradually slide in with my
throbbing intellect--
Slowly stroking the inner walls
of your consciousness,
With intelligent conversation,
And fulfilling all of your mental needs.

I will softly caress your cerebral cortex,
Until you are totally overcome by
my verbal juices.
When you tell me you want more,
And you will want more --
I will feed your open imagination,
With my pulsating capacity for
reasoning and understanding.

You feel the size of my
intellectual erection.
As you receive more of me,
I will reach for and touch
the intense depths of
your mentality.

As the softness of your inner thoughts
Invites me deeper inside your mind,
I will be compelled to release all of
these verbal juices.

I can sense your mind throbbing,
As you surrender your own mental fluids.


MrWrite217