Tapping

(villanelle)  
formule poésie érotique 9/30  
 
Would I know even what to do,  
When your all quivers at my tap,  
While your lips, my hard-work renew.  
 
My words can fail in wanting to,  
My fingers clumsy in that gap.  
"Would I know even what to do?"  
 
My talents frail, my temps askew,  
Yet still I seek your full recap,  
While your lips, my hard-work renew.  
 
How I have sought that call in you,  
When we're bound in our sweet entrap,  
Would I know even what to do!?  
 
For both our mouths, the other’s woo,  
In filling spaces on your map,  
While your lips, my hard-work renew.  
 
Once done, still craving your review,  
Then breathless, secret form unwrap  
Would, I know even what to do,  
While your lips my hard-work renew.  
 
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