Twisted—-Is It Relative?

Seeing as we all have them
no crime in my fantasy
of high sensory stimulus
we pondering the delights of you

Acknowledging you are taken
and quite happy in that dyad
moments find me contemplating
how satisfying his skills are

Further visualizing the auditory
flourishes In the lovemaking
my love instrument is nestled
in my hand

Fathoming the intwined bodies
the motivation for epic poetic lines
I risk the sharing of my thoughts
not in an effort to start your ire

But rather as an example of failure to put forth a gentle soul
one not saturated in wanton fleshy deeds