Her Words

The thought her words are turning someone on
Is all she needs to make her breathe and sigh;
She'll wonder through the day and then supply
Dark concepts so refreshed by night; she's won
The chance to make a man, whose cock is hard,
Reach out for the moment when he'll rehearse
The fantasies they share: the cunt's perverse,
As he imagines her and sees she's starred
In wonderments, unrealised as yet,
When she's defiled, whipped and then well-spread;
And pressed right back, so she can be observed
Wrapping her need around him; she'll forget
The heat of passions-past played out in bed,
When she turned someone else on with her words.