Let Us Kindly Be Vulgar

Pressure is constant, in swollen containment
it builds in the fragrance that follows her stride
she peppers her language to infer an arrangement
may be in the future - a quick, private ride.
Appear too eager and you will be coldly dismissed
her perverted persuasions and unspoken rules;
to be admired in silence, if her manner insists
this conduct is crucial to advance from the fools.
Let her toy with the rumble of impending thunder
and fill her with the vibration that has stirred her to wonder;
a gracious farewell, that should give her a boost
that a man can be decent, if we should choose to be vulgar.