The Lovers' Tale

I treasure the gleam sowed deep within his lascivious glance

An unfettered passion that binds the measure of verse & dance

Baby, baby, baby

My eyes ineluctably drawn to his surging median zone

From deep inside climbs again that moist silent groan

Baby, baby, baby

I sink forever deeper into her bewitching eyes of perfect blue

An ardor so pure that freezes time and motion within its hue

Honey, honey, honey

My eyes ineluctably drawn to her domed upper zone

From deep inside climbs again that energized silent groan

Honey, honey, honey

My precious Ruben, oh how you flood my aching void

Your celestial body pummels my senses as an asteroid

Sugar, sugar, sugar

Some indecipherable magnetism engenders fatal attraction

Of a magnitude that triggers a plundering chain reaction

Sugar, sugar, sugar

My pristine Jade, oh how you bleed my deepest visceral I

Your sublime aura bludgeons my senses and my core chi

Cutey, cutey, cutey

Some indefinable leverage engenders fatal attraction

Of an amplitude that gauges a thundering chain reaction

Cutey, cutey, cutey

Oh my ivory king, if perfection were to be personified

Your body and soul would be forever magnified

Darlin’, darlin’, darlin’

Unique with a left leg a tad shorter than the right

That tender limp affords you a perceptible extra might

Darlin’, darlin’, darlin’

Oh my ebony queen, if perfection were to be personified

Your body and soul would be forever magnified

Treasure, treasure, treasure

Unique missing those ears that folk cherish dearly

That tender oversight affords you an extra strength clearly

Treasure, treasure, treasure

Friends poke fun at my beau as do incognito passers-by

At which I meekly raise the catcher in the rye

Ignore, ignore, ignore

Yet their conspicuous and cloaked mockery hurt me so

To such an extent that I deem them all as wicked foe

Ignore, ignore, ignore

Friends poke fun at my belle as do incognito passers-by

Don’t fret my love we’ll soon be comin’ thro’ the rye

Forgive, forgive, forgive

Yet their conspicuous and cloaked mockery hurt me so

To such an extent that I deem them all as wicked foe

Forgive, forgive, forgive