Apples

Apples

Would you like to be knowing my name

It is going to be anything but tame

The inkling delirium are you racy

Do you feel the least bit bestial

Do not be disinclined no need to see

Just let those thoughts run wild be free

How about scaling the upcoming hill

Unearthing the mole all you were told

Grab hold and be bold

Behold nothing is as it is

            

Open your mind up inside

Let me try and find

Strip of leather let me bind

Let me lash the shape how rhythmic how tight

I am going to make you feel right

Uncover the curious concupiscent desire

Why not come to the public lair

Would you bare something so rare

Are you endeavouring to say you are risque

Do you like to keep those thoughts at bay

Are you alright

Are you avid somewhat lurid

Somewhat salacious libidinous lascivious

I ruminate what it is to be

The uplifting of the moon

The coming of the night

The pounding of the vein

Evoke the provocative if you are sane

Try keeping abreast try riding the crest

There is a place for the immodest

The impassioned passionate passion

Is all it takes for you to excite the bite

Nothing so alluring as emerald grass

The tone of your voice

It is all an affair of choice

No strolling a floor raised for rolling

Standing up against a tree

Have you ever felt this free

Chained sustained captivating and rough

A cigarette leads to a puff

What are you going to do

A spring in summertime

A shower in the rain

A heavenly body overhangs

Bewitching all exotic are you erotic

Enticing sweet icing

Of longing why this close

Only a thought a crave a dose

Muse about what amuses no plead

You have everything you need

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