don’t tell me about the ramble
of past loves and mistakes
or your lost identities
tell me about your kisses
tell me about an endeavor
filled with traffic and logistics
create a little adventure
lead me onto the path
that slips off, to soft shoulders
give me mystery and theatrics
tell a story
so intimate
it is beyond
illicit innuendos
but just short
of telling too much
then let your lips
fill in the blanks