Sweet body juices

MY SWEET BODY JUICES

Hey you!

Just because I look at you

With soft, ½ closed eyes

That just hide my thoughts

And inner urges, just because

My lips are red and covered by

A tongue as moist and quick as

The heat rising between my legs,

Just because somehow my brassiere

Has grown futile and weak and my nipples

Stand as stalagmites beneath my

Blouse, just because my neck arches

Just so and my hair just covers

My forehead and my cheeks are

Flushed and warm, just because

I walk with a feminine swagger

And sit with tightly crossed legs

As if holding something back,

Just because my hands have no

Resting place and continually reach up

To you as you stand there pretending

Not to see me, know me or smell

My piquant hormones, just because

My heart falls silent when you are

Near, like the eye of a storm, before

Throbbing painfully again, just because

I know all the music to your words

And all the words to your music doesn't

Have to mean I want to have sweet,

Long, wet, wanton sex with you or that

I'm deprived, depraved and desperate or

That I'm deeply, foolishly, wearily in love

With you, a lost and hopeful daughter

Of Aphrodite.

No.

Just because.... doesn't have to

Mean anything at all, but my body speaks

For me when my lips linger....

Hey you!

Do you hear my voice?

Answer.

/la

1996