No Need to Whisper

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I hope I'm posting this in the right area, but if not, then please just let me know! But anyway, yes, here is in fact my very first attempt at a more dirty, adult-appealing love poem/song!

Baby,
Tonight,
Let’s go all the way.

You’ve teased me long enough;
Now the animal inside wants to play.

Don’t bother standing there, so nervously,
Fiddling with your keys at the door;
Don’t be so quick to dismiss this longing,
‘Cause tonight you’re my victim, and so much more.

Just let the tension between us break,
And instead let the passion shake,
Until the walls of our innocence come crashing down without a care:

Now make your move, if you so dare.

Turn down the lights;
At last, it’s time to play.
So, catch me if you can;
Be my hunter, and I’ll be your prey.

I offer you my love,
My soul,
My very physique;
All within your grasp,
If you can win this game of hide-and-seek…

Come closer,
That’s it,
Follow your nose, crave my lusting scent;
Just one touch will end your torment.

That’s it, yes, yes…
Up, down, and all around…
Your every touch is like a pleasant scar,
A dirty memory.

Closer, come even closer, now…
Stare into my begging eyes, as I restlessly stare into yours.
The hot radiance dripping from your lips;
You want me now, don’t you?
Playtime is over,
And our clothes are already off.

Just kiss me now, damn you!
Pull me in faster than I can blink,
Let me feel your hot, moist tongue thrash about,
Let me feel that serpent greedily invade my trembling lips;
I am now at your complete disposal.

Make love to me from the bed,
Down to the floor,
On every surface of this very world;
Because tonight, anything is possible.

So roar for me, baby,
‘Cause this moment couldn’t be any crisper,
Just roar for me, baby,
‘Cause tonight,
There’s no need to whisper.

2011 Vincent Cuccolo

I will be your first reviewer :]

I offer you my love,
My soul,
My very physique;
All within your grasp,
If you can win this game of hide-and-seek…
-->Nice rhyme. This is my favorite part.

That’s it, yes, yes…
Up, down, and all around…
Your every touch is like a pleasant scar,
A dirty memory.
--> Something here doesn't sound right to me...maybe it is the last line? I like how you related a scar to a memory but I stumble over this part while reading.

So roar for me, baby,
‘Cause this moment couldn’t be any crisper,
Just roar for me, baby,
‘Cause tonight,
There’s no need to whisper.
--> I liked the end. Good idea to take the title from the last line :]

All in all I really liked this. Did you say it was song lyrics? If so, are you writing a melody to it? I didn't find any edits while reading except the comment I made above. Keep writing :]

-Jessa

Thanks for the feedback, Jessa! Allow me to try and clarify this stanza:

"That’s it, yes, yes…
Up, down, and all around…
Your every touch is like a pleasant scar,
A dirty memory."

Perhaps what I wrote was harder to understand then it needs to be, but basically, I'm being a bit intensely seductive when I said "Your every touch is like a pleasant scar, a DIRTY memory" (the emphasis of seduction being on the word 'dirty', of course).

Hope that helps, and again, thank you for commenting!