Why is naughty
So naughty?
(please)
Why so
Divinely pleasurable to ponder?
A stolen kiss, the midnight tryst?
An illicit message …
Warm lips
brush consciousness…
(touch
me,
feel,
kiss
me,
…come)
An exploration into the unknown?
(it’s
what
she
wants)
one arrives upon the line:
right then wrong…
(you’ve
done
this
before)
revelation hones the edge,
Designs the dangerous tight walk,
(it’s
what
she
needs)
And getting caught: an afterthought.
