In the faculties of my being
I envision the script a-coming
A word here
Such as “seductive”
A phrase there
Such as “babes with enticing bottoms”
Soon, an image appears
Like thoughts in confusion.
Figurative expressions just mount in profusion
“Skimpy suits, belly buttons, all exposed, tantalizing!”

          Through creative revision
I expel all confusion.
With better fusion and cohesion
Her body just unveils
          “Wow!”
“A beautiful guitar figure!”
Can you imagine?
“A super model”
Seducing minds to flirt and lust.
“Poised flat stomach
Outstanding breasts”
Size of your choice?
“Seductive babe with enticing bottom
Come all exposed, even belly button”
Wearing skimpy suits “as seen on BET”

“That wicked guitar figure,” hmm!
I pluck her strings
That hot passion-spring of sweetness
Hips just igniting rhythmic slow motions
S.L.O.W motions
I pluck her strings, hmmm!
A little M.O.R.E
More
“Seductive babe with enticing bottom
Come all exposed, even belly button, hmm!
Smooth edible skin and those firm twin peaks”
Wearing skimpy suit “as seen on BET”
It’s like watching “Sex and the City”
No strings attached, just loosen your nerves

“Smell the aroma,
And watch those curves!”
Ou-la-la!

Will she bring me
                             A ballad?
                             A sonnet?
Will she be free verse?
A rhythm to enchant?
With emissions of adrenaline?
                            

Emotionally you are aroused!
Like you did not already know?
You’re having inter-course
With my poem
And now, you’re pregnant
With my thoughts.