i plan to be exciting
or at the very least
tickle your fancy
like a trickle of water
splashing down your spine
to fold you up
like chocolate origami
devouring every crease
of your intimate folds
to consume the images
drifting in your mind
like a dollop of whip cream
floating in a cup
of fresh brewed java
painting water colors
on the canvas of your
personal geography
creating a low devious giggle
when i suggest what i will use
for a brush