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Click hereJust ask he said
and you may have it,
that what you desire can be yours.
Just ask.
Could I, should I, would I
defy a small convention?
Entertain a tiny transgression?
Overcome a miniscule shyness?
How can boldness hope
to serve the coy?
What's to be done?
How best to manage an
insistent imagination.
One driven by deviant manners?
What etiquette exists
that I could,
that I should,
that I would,
respond to gentle taunts
and unspoken double dares
with requests for more?
Could I prevail upon
a suggested acquiescence,
a generous indulgent love
to supply, to comply?
How to ask for more?
Please may I have another?
Another glimpse
of beautiful, sweet-hot intimacies
that somehow span a vast distance
and make it seem small?
Just ask he said
and you may have it,
that what you desire can be yours.
Just ask.
Can I, shall I, will I?
Just ask
she did,
in all but a whisper
and it was,
and the distance
was not at all.
my breath throughout this poem. The temptation, the desire, the questioning hesitation building inexorably until the delicious need is finally voiced. Lovely! Thanks, sweets! LJ
Mixing up the Suess-like repeating rhymes with more mature vocabulary and themes. I really enjoyed it and smiled my way through.
I smiled through your poem, thinking ~ wondering: Should she? Will she? And then of course, wondering: Could I? Nice job!
~Honey
The uncertainty, the whim, the daring ... all wrapped up. Well done. ~Imp