Your poetry could raise the dead
I felt it in your verse
Exploring deep within your poem
With hunger and a thirst

Your femininity was there
Your fragrance in the air
It made the animal in me
Rouse up to want you there

The gossamer upon your chest
Revealed the sweet outline
And there were two impressions
I kissed one at a time

I didn't mean to go too far
Just blame it on the need
I couldn't hold it longer
For passion took the lead

And, ah, the rapture deep within
Sent fire through my veins
The dream within a dream so real
It spoiled my Calvin Kleins

Though  good as any moment
Reality could present
The dream won't make me guilty
When I see the fallen tent