Come liberate my libido
With your nimble fingers
And license to drive me wild
Jostle the joy that bubbles over
Until wild sounds issue from my lips
And all reserves take to the hoof
In a flying horde of sensations
That aggrandize your power
Over me in a way
That is neither quick
Nor polite,
Just raw rare emotions
And sensuous sensations
Pouring over the edge.

10-15-03

Laura R