Whispering
In your ear, I make a request
Only we can hear.
Stealing a moment of your time
I request you a character in my
Play, a *****, a vamp, a *****
***** or maybe a damsel who
Is without distress but dislikes
Her dress so she leaves it at the door.
I implore a response at once.
A nod, or a wink, will do.
What say you?
Can I be the villain, pursuing you
With peach marmalade on a wooden
Spoon?
Can I blindfold you with  blue silk
And caress your skin with lace?
I make this request partly out of
Fear and haste but all you can say
Is no to my request.
Now, I solemnly promise I won’t
Stain your bustle with oil and I will
Leave the jasmine dust alone.
(We remember the sneezes of old)
I won’t tie you to the door and shame
Your cheeks with kisses ridding on the backs
Of lascivious lips .
Even though you held those cheeks up high.
I won’t chase you through the house
Like A lion after a mouse
Rousing the suspicions of the tenets below.
Even though they would never believe
Cause, our gray hair and bent backs often deceive
So, what say you?


~AD~