Where a cheeky grin can lead
by cricketjeff on September 18, 2007. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
I like a girl with a sexy pout
Especially if she’ll take me out
A better girl has a sexy grin
Especially if she’ll keep me in!
We know you delight in a sexy grin
Is it an invite to one night of sin
Or maybe just pleasure at seeing the sight
Of the look on your face as she turns out the light!
Your sexy grin I’d like to see
When you get the door for me
But there’s one thing I insist upon
Don’t touch the light, I want it on!!!
I didn’t know your sight was bad
I thought you were a wholesome lad
But just for you the light can stay
You’ll need no help to find your way!!!
My sight, though aging, is still fine
But like a vintner tasting wine
Each of my senses joins the queue
They want to have their fill of you!
Like a wine I need to rest
For you to taste me at my best
A honey nectar on your lips
As from my glass you take sweet sips
Although I’ve tasted far too few
I want to try each wine that’s new
So I’ll take care to treat you right
Then taste your sweetness through the night
Full bodied and a blousy blonde
I know we’ll form a special bond
A connoisseur of all things fine
A taster and his special wine
Not too dry, I like things sweet
Well rounded taste, the buds to greet
Then I hope to get some more
Its special depths I will explore
Be careful not to spill a drop
There comes a time you’ll have to stop
All liquor drunk you’ll be replete
You know I’ll keep you off your feet
I’m sure I’ll catch each tiny drip
With searching tongue or careful lip
Until you have no more to give
Within your spirit I will live
Replenish me will be your task
Re-fill me from your hidden cask
Imbibe me slowly take your fill
For both a sweet and pleasurable thrill
I’ll take great pleasure in that role
Your great reward will be my goal
I’ll never from that task relent
No slice of time is better spent
I hope I’ll always satisfy
Your need, your thirst, until you die
So hold me, never let me go
My nectar for you will ever flow
An offer like that who can refuse
A perfect lady I can choose
Who wants to live within my arms
And offer to me her special charms