Let Us Write Beautiful Lyrics - Poem by Hebert Logerie
Baby, let's make wonderful music tonight.
Let us write beautiful lyrics right now.
You choose the first verse. Ok, you're out-of-sight.
I will do you the honor, always, right now,
And forever. Give me a passionate kiss,
A sweet touch that I never want to miss,
As a start up to inspire me. Touch my ears,
Hold my hands; I am on fire; then use your tears,
To extinguish the flames in my heart. Please
Blow softly in my ears, don't stop until I tell
You so. Let me invent a very romantic tale.
Honey, let's make excellent music tonight.
You choose the first words. Everything will be all right.
Let's be the principal actors of our love story.
Life can be unusual; life is a virtual comedy.
Touch me all over. Oh! Baby, I am ablaze.
You're in total control of me, I am in a daze.
Honey, you're the EMT Doctor, I just fainted.
I'm dreaming: you and I are swimming in the bay.
Chérie, give me mouth to mouth resuscitation.
Darling, yes, this is the place of hospitalization.
I am your docile patient; do whatever you want.
You're my Commander, and I am you're Sergeant.
You're my Guest, and I am your dedicated Servant.
Darling, let us write exquisite lyrics right now.
I will do you the honor; let me show you how.
Sweetheart, mum the words; hum, hum in my ears.
This time, this is my turn, and I'll use my warm tears,
To calmly soothe your fire. I'll be gentle yet strong,
And I'll finish writing the sweet lyrics of the song.
We are on fire; we are entangled, rolling on the carpet,
And we're moaning and groaning the song of the Poet.
Woman, let's enjoy our romantic time together tonight.
Let us enjoy the beats, the words; let us do it right.
Copyright © January 26,2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
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