WHAT TURNS YOU ON?
Must I tell as a Man
What turns me on?
Surely it is….
The scent of a Woman!
Not just that
but her every part
The whole of her
and her golden heart.
Alluring eyes that
in mischief dwell
A naughty smile
that I can tell.
When her scent
wafts through the air,
And her open mane
Flows without care.
When ruby lips
give secret tips
Sssh! the whispers..
The turn-on tips.
The swell of her breasts
Tell tides to rage
And high are the crests
Deeper the cleavage.
If she is coy
And softly speaks
If her blushing
I see on her cheeks.
If she wraps around
The ‘six yards' fine
My heart may pound
As if I gulped the wine! !
If this is not
what turns you on
You will not
Rise.....
to the occasion!
(pun)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem