and dance in the shadow of your smile
let me plead for your touch
and worship your aesthetics
give me a chance to change
the curves of your lips to a pucker
here is the image of romance of nuance
that leads to tactile delight
present me with the taste
of the tip of your tongue
as an appetizer of pretence
allow me to release the sounds of glee
that reside in your throat
and prey upon your elegance
i love this poem