The Seduction (A Sonnet On Frustration Personified) Poem by Lorenzo Costigliolo

With diligence betook I loathsome deeds
when you abruptly stayed my urgent hand
to cease a moment, turn to other needs,
to bed my love, performance on command.

You turned my face to yours and kissed my lips,
my tongue, my inner self, wild passion blazed
my breath sucked out, a tingle ‘tween my hips
aroused again, at last. I was amazed.

With joy I quit my lowly task, with glee
imbibed a bit and bathed my naked flesh
to lie like lilacs, sweet serenity,
awaiting you, this novel moment, fresh.

You came prepared, a smile carved your face;
potatoes and a movie took my place.