Baby soft scruff

Eyes, pacific and sultry

Sly yet honest

Childlike and sensual

Witty and innocent

Bring forth the animal

The infectious mischief

The ***** rhythms in darkened rooms

The stolen moments in Lower West Side alleyways

Long, piercing looks over a bottle of Dal Forno Amarone

Savage concupiscence

Your eyes suggesting the next move

Bodies entwined in the back of a cab

At the bridge and we walk across

And I indulge in your juxtapositions

All the way to Brooklyn