Poetry by Jeff Green


Who are you?

by cricketjeff on August 19, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

To the soft seductive goddess who is crawling from my screen
Whose lingerie is slipping so whose assets I have seen
Your erotic eyes are smouldering, would they really light my fuse?
You curves are so voluptuous, just like any man would choose
If the promise in your face, and the promise of your figure
Are addressed in my direction, then my ego’s getting bigger
Can I hold you in my loving arms, can I salute you with my mouth
Can I worship you escaping breasts, and all points further south
In short are you are a real gift, the sort that makes men scream
Or are you more as I suspect, just an artists waking dream?