if i was seducing you
i would be rambling
around the nuzzle
of your neck
i would whisper
the secret of twine and
sweet dreams
music shakers
would rattle
blue cheese
my hands would
be memorizing
the curve of
your waist
if
absolutely
if
i would kiss you
at the corner
of mirror lake drive
and mount whitney
i would let you
buy me ubus
as we touch
on a balcony over
the main drag
i would talk
about dirty money
that all your curves
roll in
and i would hold you
like i was never going
to give you up