Have you ever made love to a poet
close your eyes and imaginethe taste of my lipsas my words grasp your mindand slowly caress your hipsas sentences roll down your chest splitand firm phrases grip your thighsand spread your sophisticated surpriselet my quotes grace your temperatures riseand pull at your third eyeas my every pen stroke invokes a higher notelet my sentence fragments vibrate your legsand leave your body stagnantlet the flow of my melody course over your every cavitylet my every rhyme satisfy your every needs designlet our passions intertwineand run on sentences til we've reached a climaxed lineread between my poetic lines