Curtain Call

Her words are the curtains behind the call;  
They clear the way to further assignation;  
So, let the lips engage, as they install  
A sweet context to muffled elation,  
Let all garner sweet pleasures from each thought  
Or word or deed they'd share; it's so intense:  
Yes! Even more than those desires sought  
As limbs entangle slowly - the suspense  
Of time and motion means these fragrant needs  
Are met not once, but many times from dusk,  
Until the crack of dawn opens to seed  
More sensual entanglements; and lust,  
That never settles down and will not stall  
The words that are curtains, behind the call.
 
(With credit to new member Adsila (TwoSpirit) for the inspiration of the first line here in her comment on another poem I wrote recently - https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/TwoSpirit/)