A Good Time

Take my hand and ask no questions
as I lead you to ecstasy.
Allow my hands to flow in writing erotic love stanzas
on every curve of your body,
As you breathe in the scent of romance
left behind by the beautiful words of my love poem.

Colour me hungry!
But in you I'd devour
like my life's at stake.
As you lay bare for me,
Like a page where I put all my poetic thoughts
into action.

Let me show you a good time!
Allow me to praise your body
with the melodic rhyming poems of my lips,
As I worship you with the rhetoric touches of my hands.
I promise not to be too short,
but long enough for you to reach the ending
of this titillating poem.