by Hot Lizard Boy

I am drunk with dreams of our lovemaking
Dreams and a little too much bourbon
You are no more woman than you are girl
But still, I am drawn to your maiden promises
Green eyes, eager smile,
You drive me to the edge of gentlemanliness
I shall not be able to protect you from me for long

So do not tease me, my sweet
Every innocent lick of the tentacles is a lascivious beckon
That lures me irresistibly
Mercy, mercy!
Have mercy upon my maleness
And leave me be, you temptress in a nymphette's body.
Take your virginity elsewhere
and let me be the reaper of spoiled goods

Copyright 1999 by Hot Lizard Boy

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