Poetic Nympho

Oooh, baby...you know what I want...
you sexing poetic in seven-inch font.
Don’t care if you rhyme, as long as you’re close
‘cause your rhythm, honey, pleases me most.

Don’t make me wait!  Show me your naughty devices
(tested clean - thank God - of cliches and splices).
And while I know some word play is fun and all,
pin my assonance passionately against the wall!

What’s with this long-winded runabout?
For fuck’s sake, this isn’t courtly love - just bring it out!
You’re driving me wild with the length of your diction,
knowing it will create such pleasurable friction.

Damn, sexy.  You know
how to turn me on,
whispering dirty refrains
until the break of dawn.
And just when I think
I’ve had enough,
surprise me with couplets
hard, fast, and rough.
Ohhhhhhhhh your alliteration
is near orgasmic,
fingering my ear
like a fucking fanatic!
YES GOD YESSSSS!!!!!
GIVE ME SOME MORE!
BEND ME OVER THE COUCH
WITH YOUR KINKY METAPHORS!!!

      Apostrophes pulsating
      Hyphens penetrating
      Clauses scintillating
      Images titillating

But you pause...got-DAMN you’re such a tease
as you leave my side
trailing ellipses...