Give me a poet for a lover br whose words stroke me like velvet hands. br Word-tender caresses more reaching br than the caress of a mere mortal man. br br A poet's light touch is so gentle. br Word-fingers probe deep every time, br arousing me, haunting me, wetting me, br seducing me, body and mind. br br Oh Lord, br give me a poet for a lover. br Lust and fire burn in his heart. br A silver-tongued devil whose words make me ache br to be on my knees in the dark. br br Word-foreplay making me want him, br only mind-loved, I want to be free br to feel just one time, my poet inside, br where only mind-lust up to now has loved me.br br C.J.