The Taming of YOU

Don't dare get me started -
or I'll have you for breakfast,

crying out
- a man sigh -
the kind he makes when he has his hands full
of exactly
what he likes best
and is taking his time with it.


I'll have You -

for LUNCH.

moving to my ballet of seductive little twists
that keep hold
its whisper,
       'touch me' 'touch me'

my dance on the wild side
of a wicked pursuit.

and you; left wondering
which way to turn

my puppet on a string.


I'll have You
for
DINNER.

with hands that walk over your skin
-as soft as satin-
and a mouth
that will have your hips
coming

off the bed

trying so hard to remember
that you're a man
who never
ever
loses control.

And I'll have you again -

my bad girl whimpers
a more powerful sound
than that of your whiskey
being poured into a glass.


I'll have you -
  -FEELING-
like a man
who hasn't been inside a woman
......................in years.