Simply My Dear, I Don’t Give a Damn!

There’s was a lingering scent in the air
of sweet amber lilies and patchouli
fragrance filled the spaces everywhere
the door opened, walked in yours truly

shouldn’t I have known that aroma?
all so delicate it was an aphrodisiac
how can I resist? It was such a drama!
that was the scent of a nymphomaniac

I have succumbed oh so many times
like an idiotic fool ignoring the signs
such was the potent of the fragrance
enchanted it was, the maiden’s romance

her sensuality, got deeply imprinted
her serendipities, got me intoxicated
her spontaneity, she’s was so liberated
her sexuality, that just got me addicted

a cinnamon bark and it’s brown dust
scattered and smeared for a caress
the sweet aftertaste on my big bust
she groped me tenderly till I was helpless

intense it was the craving for attention
addictive it was the taste for perfection
madness I’d say was our acts of fornication
grandness it was the great beasts of nation

it’s started with the flame thrower’s daughter
in a home where she was the family’s foster
coming of age, she just got better and better
seducing me proper, like a lamb to the slaughter

bodily sensations finally taking over
licking and sucking, it’s not kosher
for so many times, i have told her
she needs to stop, I’m not her lover

passion overload, this is my affair of ignorance
beneath the gentleness there was a confidence
memories of her words, it was her dominance
“Simply my dear,I don’t give a damn!” she said with prominence!