it' s not what you know

it's what you can prove
and I can assure you that
insertion of thesaurus
up your ass, or in your ear
will not make you a scholar

words are good things, fine inventions
couriers of emotion, thought and intent

but stop and consider these odd contributions-

blissful, twisting
silly-string cheerleaders,
dancing queens with jiggle-y things,
essentially protruding

sensuality exuding orifices,
holes, if you prefer
emitting profane levels of profundity
honorific horni-tude
for a most delicate female form

pheromones have a life of their own,
silent linguistics,
they beg obscene actions
but lacking adequate words
descriptions are visual at best,
regal above phonetic breasts,
slender ivory, nape of neck beckons-

a description, a sentence,
a vowel avalanche might do you justice
an admiring phrase, at the very least

Language, you are my lover,
your nectar embraces my mind
and tickles my new-found tongue