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.