The Virgin And The Poet

The young man held her
With his gaze after studying
Her body from head  to toes
He found the words to gently say
To the virgin where she lay
"You've captured my heart
With just your eyes
"They are the kind that mezmerize"
 
Said she the Virgin to the poet
I've lived long enough to know it
Your desire is the youthful culprit
Makes you prone to fantasize
Of wild lovemaking of every style
I don't know if you realize
I am a virgin otherwise"
 
Then I will have to  
Woo you with words
The likes of which
You've never heard
For you're a beauty
In my eyes which
I  use to tantalize
So you should find it  
no surprise
I feel a growing hunger
Deep down inside
For you who have
Promised to be mine."