Apodyopsis
I can’t help myself
She puts the sex into sexy
How not to mentally undress her
Like my girls naked
And sweet like honey
I’m drunk on her
I would love her neat like my Hennessy
Such a resplendent combination
I’ve divulged my personal preferences
How I yearn to feel her touch
And share in the nakedness
A glorious indulgence
My wish to overdose
And be lost in her bare bosom
Her body so heavenly
I want to write poems on her skin
With my lips as the quill

Connected via telekinesis
I feel her
And desire to be manipulated
The whole nine yards
Belt and braces
I yearn to be within her
Her nails clawing my back
Teeth sank...