Innuendos and maybes
that I could slay thee
that your death might give way
to clear definitions
no guesses, just yeses
rolled off perky pink tongues
eager to wrestle
longing to please
that my preciously pink tongue could be
the yes
that silences your maybe
and I could put to rest the imagination that causes my body stress
see my heart races and my temperature rises
anytime she’s inclined to do so
as you stroke her with your casual conversation
belay her patience
increase her frustration
give rise to the burning desires of midnight romps
and noonday satisfactions
constant distractions
random moment stealing thoughts
attempts not to overwhelm my senses
with my imagination’s census of you
breath-taking thoughts cause vaginal convulsions
at the idea of your beginning
entering my forever
this treasure
could the pleasure stop time
and for those brief moments as we meld into one rhythmic soul
intertwine
as the world ceases to spin
and the moon embraces the sun
all the while as the tide reverses it course
and flows toward eternity
and I think
could my precious pink tongue be the yes
that silences your maybe
as I bring you into me
and sing symphonies, my own masterpiece
created with every soft, sultry lick
and pressure-filled contraction
each intentional stroke
as I embrace the center of your universe with my lips
would u appreciate my offering
reward me my gift
the sultry sound of my name on your lips
would you hold me gently by my redness
show me how u like it
would you give me the fruit meant for the gods
and let me devour it
or adorn it like the finest silk
oh my playful unrelenting imagination
encircled with sounds of yeses and nos
and maybes
visions of perspiration kissed flesh
and lust-soaked sheets
the release of long-held passions
mind-locking fantasies
body-shaking possibilities
all from light speed glances
and soft spoken words
random fleeting meetings of flesh
to the mind that all suggest that we
should match wits and waists
and any wastes of time
you’ve already gotten hold of my mind
with your ever intelligent reverence to life
its general complexities with humility
and that ever present maybe
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