Ahh

Ahh...yes
She's quite reserved
and if only for profession
That's a crack i'll leave unsealed
She's the light that emerges
from my darkness
We meet on lovers lane
only sporadically
but for the taste
and though ours may differ
I'm growing fond
yet play it safe
She's the beholder
of my eye and my hand
but only briefly
Enjoying our times
Yes, they're full of lust
Like painting a picture
in the most abstract of ways
and leaving off the frame
Mold me into your needful form
I like it raw
like a rough draft
When we lay nude
across your sheets
with our bodies entwined
just know that it's never a riddle
nor a rhyme
Mwah!