“Brevity...”
she pouted
(all Dorothy Parkerish)
“...is the soul
of lingerie! ”
“So, I...see! ”
I said
beside my
self.
“To err
(with you Sir)
is human...”
(she innuendo’d
all Mae Westian)
“...but
it feels divine! ”
I started(slowly) going
out of my(now more quickly) mind.
“Beauty...”
I whispered softly
into the curve of her neck
“...is only
sin deep! ”
And saying so...I seized her.
She came
(I saw)
she
conquered.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/can-i-quote-you-on-that/
