I Bet

   
I bet he loves it when he can go in
uncontrolled needs built high
the smoothness of her gripping lips
bring forth an euphoric cry

I bet he loves touching what others
can only dream about tender and wet
body matching body in connection
no need for a safety net

I bet he loves when walking
her curves find other fellows aware
or those who are bold enough
even guilty of a stare

I bet he loves it when she is bored
and whispers to him things they will do
no hammer or bolt needed
but undeniably there will be a screw

I bet he loves it when she kisses
his chest after he gives her his all
both accounted and present
when lovemaking made that call

I bet he loves it when she turns to
him with a radiant smile
“this is anything but concluded
we will be back at it in awhile”